Seuen Sobs of a Sorrowful Soule for Sinne Comprehending those seuen Psalmes of the Princelie Prophet David, commonlie called Poenitentiall; framed into a forme of familiar praiers, and reduced into meeter by William Hunnis ... Whereunto are also annexed his Handful of Honisuckles; the Poore Widowes Mite; a Dialog between Christ and a sinner; diuers godlie and pithie ditties, with a Christian confession of and to the Trinitie; newly printed and augmented |
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Domine ne in furore. Psal. 6.
The first part.
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O Lord when I my self behold,how wicked I haue bin;
And view the paths and waies I went,
wandring from sin to sin;
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Againe, to thinke vpon thy power,thy iudgement, and thy might;
And how that nothing can be hid,
or close kept from thy sight;
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Euen then (alas) I shake and quake,and tremble where I stand,
For feare thou shouldst reuenged be,
by power of wrathful hand.
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The weight of sin is verie great,for this to mind I call,
That one proud thought made angels thine
from heauen to slide and fall.
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Adam likewise, and Eue his wife,for breaking thy precept
From paradice expelled were;
and death thereby hath crept
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Vpon them both, and on their seed,for euer to remaine:
But that by faith in Christ thy sonne,
we hope to liue againe.
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The earth not able was to beare,but quicke did swallow in,
Corah, Dathan, and Abiron,
by reason of their sin,
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Also because king Dauid didhis people number all,
Thou Lord therfore, in three daies space,
such greeuous plague letst fall;
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That seuentie thousand men forthwiththereof dide presentlie,
Such was thy worke, such was thy wrath,
thy mightie power to trie.
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(Alas) my sin surmounteth theirs,mine cannot numbred bee,
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I know not where to flee.
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If into heauen I might ascend,where angels thine remaine,
O Lord, thy wrath would thrust me forth
downe to the earth againe.
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And in the earth here is no placeof refuge to be found,
Nor in the deepe and water course,
that passeth vnder ground.
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Vouchsafe therefore I thee beseech,on me some mercie take,
And turne thy wrath from me awaie,
for Iesus Christes sake.
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Lord in thy wrath reproue me not,ne chast me in thine ire,
But with thy mercie shadow me,
I humblie thee desire.
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I know it is my greeuous sinnethat do thy wrath prouoke,
But yet ô Lord, in rigor thine
forbeare thy heauy stroke.
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And rather with thy mercie sweet,behold my heauy plight,
How weake and feeble I appeare
before thy blessed sight.
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For nature mine corrupted is,and wounded with the dart
Of lust and foule concupiscence,
throughout in euery part.
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I am in sinne conceaude and borne,the child of wrath and death,
Hauing but here a little tune
to liue and draw my breath.
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I feele my selfe stil apt and proneto wickednesse and vice,
And drowned thus in sinne I lie,
and haue no power to rise.
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It is thy mercy, ô sweet Christ,that must my health restore:
For al my bones are troubled much,
and vexed very sore
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I am not able to withstandtemptations such as be,
Wherefore good lord vouchsafe to heale
my great infirmitie.
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Good Christ as thou to Peter didst,reach forth thy hand to me,
When he vpon the water went,
there drowned like to be.
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And as the Leaper clensed was,by touching with thy hand.
And Peters mother raised vp
from feuer whole to stand:
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So let that hand of mercy thine,make cleane the leprosie
Of lothsome lust vpon me growne,
through mine iniquitie.
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Then shal there strength in me appeerthrough grace my cheefe releefe,
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that helpeth all my greefe.
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My soule is troubled verie sore,by reason of my sin:
But Lord how long shall I abide
thus sorrowfull therein?
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I doubt not Lord, but thou which hastmy stonie hart made soft,
With willing mind thy grace to craue,
from time to time so oft;
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Wilt not now stay, but foorth proceedmy perfect health to make,
Although a while thou doost defer,
yet is it for my sake.
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For lord, thou knowst our nature suchif we great things obtaine;
And in the getting of the same
do feele no griefe or paine;
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We little doo esteeme thereof,but hardly brought to passe,
A thousand times we do esteeme,
much more than th'other was.
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So Lord, if thou shouldst at the firstgrant my petition,
The greatnes of offences mine,
I should not thinke vpon.
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Wherefore my hope still bids me criewith faithful heart in brest,
As did the faithfull Cananite,
whose daughter was possest.
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At least if I still knock and calvpon thy holy name,
At length thou wilt heare my request
and grant to me the same:
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As did the man three loaues of breadvnto his neighbor lend;
Whose knocking long forst him to rise
and shew himselfe a friend.
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Lord by the mouth of thy deere son,this promise didst thou make:
That if we knocke thou open wilt
the doore euen for his sake.
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Wherefore we crie, we knock, we caland neuer cease wil wee,
Til thou doo turne to vs, ô Lord,
that we may turne to thee.
The second part.
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Tvrne from thy wrath, ô Lord of hosts,and set my hart at large:
Oh saue me for thy mercies sake,
and all my sins discharge.
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Not for the merits I haue doonne for the works I wrought,
But for thy endlesse mercie sake,
and bloud which hath vs bought.
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The debt is great that I am in,not able for to paie,
And how to recompense the same,
none other can I saie;
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But goodesse thine must me acquite,or else (alas) must I
To prison, where no ransome may
set me at libertie.
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For why in death, ô God of life,no man remembreth thee,
And in the hel who giues thee thanks
was none yet knowne to bee
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The greeuous plagues and tormentes there,so smarting be and strong,
That no can haue mind on thee,
or thee confesse among.
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No time is there of space, ne placerepentance for to find;
But burning paines, and torments sharpe
to al be there assind.
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Remembring this while I am here,and do this life possesse,
To thee, O Lord, in humble wise,
I doo my faults confesse:
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And with a spirit all sorrowfulI do my sinnes lament,
And sory am euen from my soule,
I did such waies frequent.
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And am with groning wearie made,through tast of many feares;
The night I spend my bed to wash,
my couch to wet with teares,
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Not weeping to the sight of men,(as doth the hypocrite)
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where I my sinnes recite.
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Not onely with the teares of eies,but teares fet from alow,
That is, from bottome of my hart,
repentance great to show.
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And as my bodie I haue madea seruant vnto sin;
So wil I now by power of grace,
delight no more therein:
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But wil the same on thee bestow,ô Lord, and freely giue,
To serue thee Lord in righteousnesse,
the daies I haue to liue.
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For in this bed of flesh and bloud,and couch of sensual life,
The soules of all from Adams fal,
haue laine in wo and strife.
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And this doth make our countenanceor mind to changed be,
For inwarde greefe of this our couch
of sensualitie.
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For when we seeke therein to rest,and thinke some ease to find,
It after turneth to our griefe,
and anguish great of mind.
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It is a serpent faire in faceappearing to the sho;
But in his taile a sting lies hid
of endlesse paine and wo.
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Mine eie, ô Lord, is troubled sore,with extreame rage and paine:
And I among mine enemies
doo weake and old remaine.
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The wicked feend mine enimie,still seeketh to deuise
Some matter of occasion,
to laie before mine eies.
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The world also doth draw me forthto follow her delight:
My flesh to sensualitie
runs on with maine and might.
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The companie of wicked sortentise me daie by daie:
Thus I with them, and they with me,
(alas) stil run astraie.
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These enemies I neuer canbe able to subdue,
It must be thou, O Iesu sweet,
most mightie and most true:
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Thou Lord which hast destroied deththe diuel likewise supprest,
Must giue me power to ouercome,
Whereby to liue in rest.
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Then vnderneath thy death & crosseI shal my sinnes displaie,
And strongly fight against my foes,
and boldlie to them saie,
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Away from me that workers beof wickednes and sin:
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and seene my teares therein.
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You damned spirits, and liuers lewd,the members of the feend,
Away from me: for now your power
is brought vnto an end.
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Your prince and maister of this worldthat hath me turnd and tost,
Is now cast out, and al his power,
his might and strength is lost.
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Althogh you haue me long time heldin prison and in thrall;
Yet are yee now cleane ouercome,
by Christ most strong of al.
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I that in darkenesse erst was led,doo now behold the light;
The Lord my praier sure hath heard,
my sute is in his sight.
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To thee, O Lord, for grace I praid,and thou heardst my request;
And sentst abundant dewes thereof
vnto my quiest rest.
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That I praid likewise, all my sinsmight cleane remitted be,
And thou hast granted my desire,
and safe deliuerd me.
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Wherefore let all mine enemiesconfounded be with shame,
And that right soone and suddenlie,
O Lord I craue the same.
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I know that all mine enemiesshal vexed be right sore,
And that thou wilt put them to flight,
from henceforth euermore.
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For what long time they haue possestthey lost in little space,
Through operation of thy power,
and working of thy grace.
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With wrong they kept which yu sweete Christby bloud hast deerly bought,
And thou a mightie Champion
hast turnd their power to nought.
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Lord, I therefore thy seruant pooremost earnestlie do praie,
To guide my feet and steps aright
in thy most holie waie.
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And that the feend mine enemie,who seekes me to deuoure,
Maie neuer ouer my poore soule
haue any strength or power:
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But as by grace I am restordto fauor thine againe;
So with that grace defend me Lord,
from euerlasting paine,
Amen.
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