The fift straine.
1
With ioy lord of the Iust
Let my poore soule be fraught
That I may liue in peace, and glee,
And free from all thats naught
2
Lord keepe me for in thee
I stay, and stand and feed
Thou art my god, and of my goods
O lord thou hast noe need
3
I giue them to the Saincts
That in the vvorld doe dvvell
Yea to the folke of faith, and loue
Whose care is to doe vvell.
4
My hart is prest for aye,
And eke my tongue is soe
I vvill raise vp my soule in song
In spight of hell, and foe.
5
To praise my god that hath
Shevvd loue and life to me,
And made me scape both bloud, & blovve
And soe did sett me free.
6
O lord vvhat shall I pay
To thee for this thy grace
I vovve to thee, my selfe, my life
My loue, and all my race.
7
Grant lord I beg, and pray
In thee that vve may rest
So shall our soules sing to thy praise
And aye in thee be blest.
5. Sighe.
O my god vvhy art thou gone
from me, and vvhy dost thou hide thy
svveete face from my prayer for
seeke thee, & sue to thee vvith all my
hart, and that thou knovvst full vvell.
