Psalterium Carolinum The devotions of His Sacred Majestie in his solitudes and sufferings, Rendred in Verse [by Thomas Stanley]. Set to Musick for 3 Voices and an Organ or Theorbo, By John Wilson |
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Ode VI. Vpon his Majesties retirement from Westminster.
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Ode VI. Vpon his Majesties retirement from Westminster.
Our native freedome, Lord, preserve,
Which bids our wills thy will obey:
Yet from our Conscience never swerve,
Whil'st mens Decrees with Law we weigh,
And Reason, nor of ought allow
But that, to which our judgements bow.
Which bids our wills thy will obey:
Yet from our Conscience never swerve,
Whil'st mens Decrees with Law we weigh,
And Reason, nor of ought allow
But that, to which our judgements bow.
Where fix'd by thee I did reside,
That place, by Subjects forc'd, I quitted:
Yet for their good my self deny'd
In all to my dispose submitted:
Let no Demands in Tumults prest,
From my consent unjust pow'r wrest.
That place, by Subjects forc'd, I quitted:
Yet for their good my self deny'd
In all to my dispose submitted:
Let no Demands in Tumults prest,
From my consent unjust pow'r wrest.
The greatest mischeif of my Foes,
Teach me with joy to entertain;
Ere the least sin that they propose,
The whiteness of my Conscience stain:
Iust freedome let thy People have,
Yet not my Soul be made a Slave.
Teach me with joy to entertain;
Ere the least sin that they propose,
The whiteness of my Conscience stain:
Yet not my Soul be made a Slave.
Thou hast dispos'd me to a Throne,
And with a Crown my Temples deckt:
The reason which from thee I owne,
Let others Passions not subject.
So shall my truth with thee comply,
Though them I cannot satisfie.
And with a Crown my Temples deckt:
The reason which from thee I owne,
Let others Passions not subject.
So shall my truth with thee comply,
Though them I cannot satisfie.
Whilst I, by their injurious wrath,
With violence am forc'd away;
Guide thou my steps, nor from the path
Of Truth and Justice, let me stray.
For which my troubles now increase,
But they at last shall crown my Peace.
With violence am forc'd away;
Guide thou my steps, nor from the path
Of Truth and Justice, let me stray.
For which my troubles now increase,
But they at last shall crown my Peace.
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