Ane Co[m]pendious [buik] of godlie Psalmes and spirit[uall Sangis] collectit furthe of sindrie pa[rtis of the] Scripture, with diueris utheris [balla]tis changeit out of prophaine [sangis] in godlie sangis, for [avodying of] sin and harlatrie. With [aug]mentation of sindrie [gude] and godlie Ballattis not contenit in the first editioun [by John Wedderburn] |
[O man ryse vp and be not sweir] |
Ane Co[m]pendious [buik] of godlie Psalmes and spirit[uall Sangis] | ||
[O man ryse vp and be not sweir]
O man ryse vp and be not sweir,
Prepair aganis this gude new ȝeir
My new ȝeir gift thow hes in stoir
Sen I am he that cost the deir
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Prepair aganis this gude new ȝeir
My new ȝeir gift thow hes in stoir
Sen I am he that cost the deir
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Gif me thy hart for I suld haue it
It is my richt thairfoir I craif it,
To win the samin I sufferit soir
And now am reddy to ressaue it,
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
It is my richt thairfoir I craif it,
To win the samin I sufferit soir
And now am reddy to ressaue it,
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I am the Lord maid the of nocht
Lyke my awin Image hes the wrocht,
The to all frelage I did restoir,
Sen my hart blude thy hart hes bocht
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Lyke my awin Image hes the wrocht,
The to all frelage I did restoir,
Sen my hart blude thy hart hes bocht
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
I come in eirth, and thair did dwell,
I send na message bot my sell:
The to releif of deidly soir,
Sen I haue fred the from the hell
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
I send na message bot my sell:
The to releif of deidly soir,
Sen I haue fred the from the hell
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
I haue the fred from all thirlage,
And hes preparit thyne heritage
Quhair deith sall neuer the deuoir,
And now am cummin to craif my wage
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
And hes preparit thyne heritage
Quhair deith sall neuer the deuoir,
And now am cummin to craif my wage
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Bewar I am ane Ielous God,
I am na Image, stock nor wod:
Thairfoir giue nane of thay my gloir,
Sen Thy heuin mon be the rod
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
I am na Image, stock nor wod:
Thairfoir giue nane of thay my gloir,
Sen Thy heuin mon be the rod
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Let be thy sculptill honouris vaine
Quhilkis ar confoundit and prophaine
And swa ar all dois them adoir,
}Sanctity{ is Dauid in Scripture plaine
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
Quhilkis ar confoundit and prophaine
And swa ar all dois them adoir,
}Sanctity{ is Dauid in Scripture plaine
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
[illeg.] thow hes offendit,
Contrair my Law thy lyfe hes spendit,
My mercy is reddy ȝit as of befoir
In this new ȝeir all may be amendit,
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
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My mercy is reddy ȝit as of befoir
In this new ȝeir all may be amendit,
Gif me thy hart I ask no moir.
FINIS.
Ane Co[m]pendious [buik] of godlie Psalmes and spirit[uall Sangis] | ||