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The psalme of venite wherein god calleth vs from couetousnes as I applie it.

Venite worldly people, and with one minde
Exultemus in vertue as god hath assignde
in domino we should trust, and not in richesse
iubilemus for his giftes whiche we do possesse,
Deo lift we our heartes from all vanitie,
Salutari nostro eke most louing let vs be,
Præoccupemus to him then shal we be sure,
Faciem eius to beholde for euer to endure
in confessione of his glorious maiestie,
Et in Psalmis his name for euer magnifie,
iubilemus and set we all vice a syde,
ei we should runne, but the fleshe saith abyde.
Quoniā worldly riches our heartes we set vpon,
deus magnus we make of that wicked mammon,
dominus, of all sinnes hateth most that kynde,
et rex magnus in punishement thei shall him sure fynde,
super all his creatures honorde he wyl be,
omnes deos beside him are but vanitie.
Quoniā this couetousnes god doth threate sore,
non repellet doth man tho, one whit the more,
dominus graunt his grace to turne couetouse mē
plebem suam for hunger so sterue shall not then,
Quia though wicked men wil be wicked styll,
in manueius it is to amende all at his wyll,
sunt omnes so set not on the soules health
fines terræ they seke out for their worldly welth.
et altitudines yf they might here attayne,
montium of golde to them selues shoulde ragne
ipse yet our lorde aboue raigninge I do meane,
conspicit their madnes & wil confounde it cleane
Quoniā ipsius is the earth & al wordly goodes,
His est mare and al other water fluddes,
et ipse fecit illud: for the loue of mankynde,
et aridam for all mens welthes he also assignde,
fūdauerūt tho, our comō welth in a wretched case.
in manus eius the euil mā wold welth alon enbrase
venite frō couetousnes our lord againe calleth vs
adoremus his maiestie, and fly workes vicious,
et procidamus with repentaunce trew,
ante deum then, our sinnes we shal not rewe
ploremus it is time, expirience hath vs taught
corā dn̄o was neuer more wickednes wrought.
Quia fecit nos not in sinful lyfe to lyue,
Quia ipse est dn̄s whihch is life for vs did giue:
deus noster by grace and creation is he,
nos autem populus eius alas in meane degree
et oues in few mens handes styll do remayne,
pascui eius poore men smal pleasure shal attayne.
Hodie and many God, on vs doth call
si vocem can perse your eares, to more charitie fal
eius whose voice but gods hath called you frō syn
audieritis, but to amend when wyll ye begynne?
nolite obdurare as ye haue done many a daye
corda vestra against god, running frō him astraye
sicut ye forced not for gods anger one whit
in exacerbatione o man beware of it.
secundum thou art warned in time to amende
diem of deth yu knowest not how sone god wil sēd
Tentationis towardes god man be not to bolde,
In deserto as ye knowe the Iewes were of old.
Vbitentauerunt me, saith god, by your infidelitie,
Patres vestri were dispised & that displeased me,
Probauerunt & viderunt as farre as was meete,
Opera mea yet they denied as men vndiscrete,
Quadraginta annis with xv. hūdreth & more,
Proximus fui to vs (he saieth) as I neuer was before,
Generationi huic my church, to whiche I promyst playne,
Et dixi sēper eke, I wold wt it remaine.
Hi errant corde where I to the Iewes did saye,
Ipsi vero did not erre like some at this day,
Nō cognouerūt all thinges as I shewde to you,
Vias meas to be like yours, yet some of you auow
Quibus iuraui that for this infidelitie,
In ira mea reuenged of it I wyll be
Non introibunt with that corrupt iudgement
In requiem meam vnles they repent.
Gloria geue we with one heart and minde,
Patri who to vs most louing lorde we fynde
Et filio which here our base nature did take
Et spiritui sancto proceding fro thē for mans sake.
Sicut erat before that al worldes were wrought,
In principio which passeth all mens thought,
Et nunc serue we him as doth become vs best,
Et semper let our faith by our dedes be exprest,
In secula seculorū then truly raigne we shall,
With god in the ioyes which are perpetual.