A song in stead of an Introduction to this worke, worthy your reading and entituled A Table of good Counsell.
It will goe to the tune of in Create, if you sing it.
FIrst learne to honour God aright,
Let loue and feare thereto provok:
Obey the
King, with all thy might
Submit thy selfe to Parents yoke.
Imbrace the good and shunne the ill:
This is the summe of wisedomes skill.
To know thy selfe thou must apply:
And try thy friend before thou trust:
Content thy selfe, clime not too hie,
Let word and deed be all waies iust.
Striue not to swim against the streame:
Account not of a drowsie dreame.
Wish not for wealth by parents death,
A friend farre passeth worldly good:
And while the body yeeldeth breath,
[Page]Seeke not for to exceede in foode.
For great excesse of meate and drinke,
Doth cause the soule in sinne to sinke.
Faint not though fortune fauour fooles,
Fret not at others good successe:
Delight to sit in learned schooles,
Thy former faults seeke to redresse.
Spurne not at him that tells thy crime,
Mend that against another time.
Spend sparingly yet not too nye,
And make accompt how wealth doth wast:
Hate Suretiship all debt bookes flie.
To giue thy word make thou no hast.
Let not apparrell sumptuous be:
But still remember thy degree.
Respect not only present time,
But marke also what may ensue:
For cracke of credit is a crime,
Change not an old friend for a new.
Take heed of brasen face past shame:
And loue to liue in honest fame.
Praise no man till thou dost him knowe,
Dispraise not rashly any wight:
Least shame thereby to thee may growe,
Speake but few words place them aright.
Into the world then maist thou goe,
And say thy friend hath taught thee so.
The summe of the Creed in Meeter:
IN
Father Sonne and
Holy Ghost,
Beleeue I stedfastly,
And that
Christ Iesus Man became:
I hold as earnestlie.
He also suffered for our sinnes,
Himselfe still voyde of sinne:
Who did descend the manner how,
I say not much therein.
We find that
Christ felt so much paine,
As satisfied
Gods Ire:
And reconciled man to God,
Thats all we neede require.
And as for
Christ in
Pix, in bread,
Or harrowing vp of
Hell:
Of
Purgatory Limbus twaine,
The
Scripture doth not tell.
One true
Church Catholike there is,
One earth still
Millitant:
And I a member of the same,
Through Christ now
Tryumphant.
This
Church it hath
Communion,
And
God remitts their sinne:
To life and glory they shall rise,
And they shall neuer linne,
To sing out HALLELVIAH,
In euerlasting
Blisse,
[Page]Wherefore beleeue and liue well here,
That so you may be his.
Amen.
A Briefe of the Lords Prayer.
O Father ours which art in heauen,
Still hallowed be thy Name,
Thy kingdome come, thy will be done,
In earth without all blame.
As it performed is in heauen,
Ofsoules and Angels bright:
Where thou art serued without sin,
And praysed day and night.
Giue vs this day our daily bread,
Forgiue our sinnes likewise,
As we forgiue them that vs hurt,
When quarrells doe arise.
Into temptation lead us not,
So to be overcome,
[Page]As wicked persons euer are,
That lose thy sweet kingdome.
For thine is that celestiall place,
With power and glorie still,
Both now and euermore, Amen,
Say we with right good will.
To pray to
Saints or creatures then,
you see tis
Po-pe-rie,
To haue a
Picture in this worke:
Is idle certainely.
A
Crucifix is nothing worth,
Ne Beades to count vpon:
For blind-men they must leaue those
Paints,
And pray to God alone.
FINIS.
The Summe of the new Covenant or Testament with the two Sacraments confirming the same and given both to the Iewes and Gentills by Iesus Christ the sonne of God.
THe Couenant of Christ with man,
in the new Testament:
Is this that we beleeue in him,
and striue with whole intent.
To loue and liue as Christ hath done,
yea beare his crosse and pray:
That we may doe as we would haue,
men deale with vs alway,
[Page]This Covenant also is confirmed
With holy Sacraments twaine,
Which like wise set out Christ to vs,
Who for our sinnes was slaine.
The first of these is
Baptisme,
Which sets out our new
Birth,
The other the Lords Supper is
Which brings vs heavenly mirth.
And thus one Church is gathered
Of Jewes and Gentiles eke,
Rome therefore is a
Harlot found
And our Church Catholicke:
For we stand firmly to
Gods word,
And thereby wilbe taught,
But
Papists cheifely by the
Pope,
Which thing great strife hath wrought;
These Sacraments which
Christ set out
They like not simple-ly
But will have 7.
S. to
Christs twaine;
And giue no reason why.
Consider what absurdities,
Doe grow of this by them.
Five covenants more they would confirme,
Belike from mortall men.
Their
Priests of all men should receiue
The Sacraments each one.
Yet must he not be married,
For then his
Priest-hoods gone;
[Page]Some of these fiue cal'd
Sacraments,
The people may not haue:
As
Orders yea and
Marriage too,
Which some men will not craue.
Where as the
Sacraments of
Christ,
Must be received of all:
Even as his
Law and
Covenant,
Which serues for great and small.
But I will now contend no more,
I seeke to teach the
Truth:
And to bewraye
Absurdities,
To aged folke and youth.
FINIS.
A religious Letter, shewing how and whom to wooe in the way of Marriage, though all men cannot doe, or haue it so as is here set downe.
IN humble wise I doe commend,
and write these words to you:
Whom I esteeme as my deare friend,
neuer to change for new.
Vnto my words in patience,
now let your eares incline:
And that will be some recompence,
to quit these paynes of mine.
In younger yeares when strength did grow,
and nature sought her will:
I vsed all good meanes that are,
The same to quench and kill.
[Page]I prayd to God, I fasted oft,
I kept from com-pa-ny:
I read good bookes to beat downe lust,
And harlots haunts did fly.
I labor'd in my calling much,
I watcht and studied harde:
Yet as I sat the tempter came,
With all his band and guard.
Evill motions he did raise in me,
With Ona-nizme Sinne:
But I likte not or gaue consent,
To ought that he brought in.
But I would walke abroad sometimes,
And take some re-cre-ation:
To put vaine thoughts out of my heart,
In good and christian fashion.
And even in this had I respect,
to every cir-cum-stance,
Time, place and seasons every thing,
That goodnes might advance.
Then went I to my worke againe,
I never made a toyle:
Of sport or recreation,
Which should be but as File
To get the Mellancholly ruste▪
[Page]And filth of flesh away▪
Least Sinne and Sathan should in me
As Kings beare rule and sway.
When none of these things did prevaile
But Sathan tempted still:
I thought vpon mans last refuge▪
Gods lawes for to fulfill.
I meane the honest Marriage Bed,
Therein to liue most chast:
My body which Gods Temple is,
No way to file or wast.
My Parents which did bring me vp,
Gaue learning to mine Art:
And made me often read Gods word,
Which I laid vp in heart.
Thus getting Scripture readily,
As at my fingers ends:
I vanquisht world the flesh and Divell,
Not shaming selfe nor friends.
This was of God, I wrought it not,
but here all sorts may see:
Christs yoke is easyer then we judge,
If good meanes vsed be.
But if like Cowardes we will yeelde,
To lust and to affection:
[Page]So oft as Sathan he will tempt,
In vaine is all direction.
Where fore such counsell as I reade,
Such counsell giue will I:
Resist the Deuill saith Saint Iames,
And he from thee will flie▪
Or else how did good Iosephhe
Susanna and the rest,
Withstand all filthines of sin
and whoredome still detest▪
To passe by this I will proceede,
and bend my speech more plaine▪
To you whom I respect in heart,
in which I doe not faine.
Because I meane to knit my selfe▪
In marriage as I said:
I did bethinke my selfe where I,
Might find some honest maid.
That I might wooe and take to wife,
In wedlocke to liue so▪
As that I might not grieue my friends
nor yet reioyce my foes▪
And still my mind did runne on you,
as fittest match for me;
Among you madens in these parrs,
You are no gadding gosseper▪
No proud nor peacocke dame:
No night bird walker as some are
That liue not in good fame.
No stage play runner nor no shrew,
Of shrill or pratling tongue:
No scould nor brawler or stout peice,
That hurts both old and yong.
No selfe wild person sowre or crosse,
To please or to intreate:
No idle houswife or the like,
That can but play and eate.
No sweet mouth'd triflles, longing still▪
For all things farre or neere:
And with the first to craue ripe fruite,
Though it be scarce and deere.
I know that you can reade and write▪
Yea sing and sweetly play
On instruments of sundry sorts
For your delight all way.
The needle, and the loome also,
You handle cunningly
The knitting needles of all sorts
Your fingers can apply.
Yet this doth nothing hinder you,
From wheele and distaffe plaine:
Which is the mistris sport sometimes,
And is not without gaine.
I know that you liue soberly,
Content with meane estate:
Abhorring pride and vanities
To liue at simple rate.
A great Paines taker in an house;
For all works that belong:
To women sexe both small and great,
Though you not very strong.
All this doth come from God aboue,
For you liue in his feare:
And Parents haue tooke paines with you
Which winnes praise every where.
Blessed and happy is that man;
Which can winne loue of thee:
Or of thy like in some good part,
Though some should wanting be.
I pray you now to vnderstand,
That all my words doe tend:
To get your favour and your loue,
In Marriage or I end.
And for my selfe you know me well,
[Page]I am a neighbours sonne:
And you a neighbours daughter are,
You know then whence I come▪
I must not prayse my selfe at all
My deedes and godly men;
Shall be sufficient in this point,
Wherefore I spare my Pen.
Yet giue me leaue a word or two,
In things that all know not:
Concerning me my life and state:
Which may fall to thy lot.
I feare and worship God on hie,
And what the scripture saith:
That I beleeue unfainedly,
And there on build my faith.
All po-pe-ry I doe detest,
With Sects and Schismes all:
In Christ and his Apostles words,
I stay and euer shall.
Now my profession sure it is,
Befitting your degree:
Which may induce thy heart to loue,
And thinke the more on me.
I am no vnthrift any way,
No prodigall or such:
[Page]No Naball niggard Churll or Clowne▪
At kindred for to grutch.
I am no cosening cogging knaue,
No shifter vile or base:
No drunkard whoremaister or theefe,
That dares not shew their face.
I am no slothfull or drone Bee,
To sucke away the honey:
That other men haue laboured for,
I owe no debts nor mony,
I stand not bound in suretieship,
For any man aliue:
I take no goods or wares on trust,
For then I should not thriue.
I brag it not in brokers suites
Of veluet, silke, or Sattine:
VViddowes or maydens to deceiue,
By tongue that runnes on pattine.
I meddle not with vserers,
That eate men out of all
Lands, goods, and leases, paunes, and what
May bring a mans great fall.
I follow my vocation still,
And on the Sabboth day:
VVith all my seruants goe to Church
[Page]To heare gods word and pray.
House, land, and mony some I haue,
My parents left it me▪
Enough to bring a woman to,
If married I should be.
And something I haue purchast since,
If children I should haue
That they in time may be possest,
Of that we get or saue,
What wealth you haue I doe not know,
Nor will I that enquire,
It is sufficient if you like,
and all I doe desire.
Our Parents thine and mine are dead,
Else would I out of hand:
Make suit to them for their good wills,
as Gods word doth command.
But seeing God hath called them,
And you at liberty:
To marry whom you will in God,
That course now stay will I.
But if that you haue other men,
In such a worke to use:
There good aduise I wish you take,
And doe it not refuse.
[Page]The better euery thing shall goe,
With you and eke with me:
For that with good advise this worke,
Our friends shall euer see.
Now will I draw vnto an end,
Till I may heare from you;
What hope there may be of my suite,
Or what shall now ensue.
The Lord direct your heart aright,
That I thine owne may be:
If God hath so ordained it,
And thus farewell to thee.
Your louing friend, your friend indeede That will not faile: in time of neede. A. B.
FINIS.
Certaine verses or English Meeters concerning locking in of our doors at Night and of opening them in the Morning with prayer, and then of following some lawfull vocation or other.
To the Tune of the 25. Psalme.
AT night thy doores shut in,
With Prayer to the Lord,
Repent and leaue thy sinnes betimes,
And so escape the sword.
For one day we shall count,
For thoughts for words for deedes;
Therefore let not the soule of thine,
Be pestered with such weedes.
No quiet can there be▪
To them that sleepe in sinne:
And are not reconciled to God,
By Christ our helpe therein.
When Morning doth appeare,
And thou intendst to rise:
Prayse God for thy good rest and sleepe,
and shake of slothfull guise.
Vnlocke thy doores againe,
With prayer as before:
[Page]And willingly take paines some way,
In goodnesse euermore.
For they that liue at ease,
And have no calling knowne,
Liue not a Christian life be sure,
Though they liue on their owne.
As the eues such are to God,
And to his Children deare:
The slothfull idle spending life,
Is no way in Gods feare.
If thou be but a childe,
At schoole let be thy worke:
And doe not lose thy golden time,
In corners for to lurke.
If thou a seruant be,
A man or else a mayde:
Doe that which doth belong to thee,
To sinne be thou afraid.
If Gentleman or Knight,
Or if young Lord thou be:
Let study good and exercise,
Be pleasant unto thee▪
Thy house thy name and wealth,
Will else be ouer throwne:
And thou a man of no esteeme
When thy bad life is knowne▪
[Page]The streets of euery Towne,
are to to full each day:
Of idle and vnthrifty men,
That seekes their owne decay,
The Lord our God amend,
This sinne and all the rest:
That now doth raigne in Englishmen
For God doth it detest.
FINIS.
A song in praise of Musicke against all Stoickelike Natures.
Which may be sung to the Tune of: In Create when Dedalus.
THe Poets write in Musickes praise,
That Orpheus with his tuned Harpe
The stones could moue the trees could raise
And make the warbling Birds to carpe,
And all to shew that Musickes art
Can mollifie a stony heart.
The silly infants mournfull cry
The fostering Nurse with songs doth stay,
The Ploughmans whistling melody
Doth passe away the painefull day
The horse and Mule with sound of bell
[Page]Encouraged is to labour well.
The Head enfraught with frantike toies
The tuned strings doe make full graue:
The heart opprest and voide of ioy.
Will greatly ioy Musicke to haue
When studie deepe hath duld the braine
Musicke will sharpe the edge againe.
We read how Dauid plaid full trimme
Before the holy Arke of God
And how his wife for mocking him
By sentence iust was then forbod
For hauing Children any more
But barren should she be therefore.
The shepheards and the Angels eke
When that our Sauiour Christ was borne
With voice did laud that lambe so meeke
That died for mankind without scorne
We ought to praise the Lord also
VVith musicks art in wealth and woe.
A song well set well sung with voice,
Or other musicke handled fine.
Farre passeth any earthly noyse
Yea rather is a thing divine.
And some doe writ that Musicke euen
[Page]Doth represent the ioyes of heauen.
Since Musick is a science such,
That God will honoured be withall
A fish and fowle ioyes therein much
And euery thing to nature thrall
Hath he not then a stony heart
That can dispraise this noble art.
Loue Musicke therefore in her use
Loue Poetry void of abuse
Heare songs and Instruments somtimes
So as they lead not to ill crimes
And thus an end of Musicks praise
VVhich God aduance in all our dayes.
FINIS.
A song in commendation of diuers instruments of Musicke.
PRaise the Lord O man mortall
Night and day upon him call
Sing and say both great and small
That God is good and iust:
Search and seeke the Scripture well
It doth testifie and tell
Euery one in ioy shall dwell▪
[Page]That in the Lord doth trust.
Take the sounding Trumpet shrill
Tabrell and the sweete Timbrill
Winde the Flute with right good will,
That Saints on earth may heare:
Let the Drummer strike amaine,
Till our spirituall foes be slaine
Then with ioy retire againe,
And serue the Lord in feare.
Bring the Bandora to blay,
Let the Bumberd come and Bray
Put not Dulcimers away
Nor pipes that praise the Lord,
Send the Cinfan and Simball
Sacbuts long and virginall
Let the Lute and Citterns small
Agree with one accord.
Heare the Crumpehorne and the Harpe
Hoboise and the Regale sharpe
Let the Vialls come and carpe
Our minds for to delight.
Sing with Shalmes and Psaltery
Play vpon the Organes hie
Cause the Cornets for to crie
In skillfull peoples sight.
Learne in Gods word how you may
Vse these Instruments in play
Putting the abuse away
That wicked men doe use.
Let your mirth and Musicke, still
Be according to Gods will
Carnall lust for euer kill
On good things alwayes muse.
March with Moses valiantly
Answer Miriam singingly
After Israels victorie
On Pharaoh and his hoast:
Ioy with ioyfull Iaell shee
Debora and Baruck hee
VVho did Siseras downfall see
Of whom there was much boast.
Brittaine thinke on things of waight
Spaniards comming eighty eight
VVith the Powder plot conceipt
VVhere of all sorts should tast
Dally not with God therefore
Trust not Papists any more
Banish them that blessings store,
May come to vs in hast.
Their Sinnes of Idolla-try
Both of them to God doth cry
For vengeance night and day
Let vs therefore now repent
And all our sinfull wayes lament
Let our minds to good be bent
And we shall liue for aye.
FINIS.
A song against Fortune and those that haue or doe defend the same,
which may be sung to the Tune of: Fortune my foe▪ why dost thou frowne on me.
FOrtune shall bene God nor guide of mine,
Fortune to thee, nothing I will resigne:
Fortune thou art the heathens Queene and Princesse
How should a Christian take thee for his Mistres.
Fortune some say shee hath a restles wheele,
Turning the same that men her power may feele
Fortune doth giue; and take life as a Princesse,
Thus euery way▪ is Fortune tooke for Mistres.
But shall I shew the folly of this thing?
And credit haue if I the truth doe bring
Then giue me leaue & I will proue this Heathnesse
To be no Goddesse Princesse Queene or Mistresse
Fortune what is it who can tell or shew?
[Page]It is no God nor Angell this we know:
No man nor woman, no creature dumbe or senceles,
No vice nor vertue to be made a Princesse.
What world or worke did Fortune make or frame?
What law or Gospel comes forth in her name?
Whom doth shee call to count with as a Princesse?
Where will shee raigne when this worlds turnd to ashes?
Seeth no man can define what Fortune is,
Nor yet declare, her workes of bale or blisse:
Seeth none did ever see or know this Princesse,
Why should a christian take her for his Mistres?
In God therefore, that made both Sa and land,
Heaven, earth, and all things with his mightie hand
In him alone, the father of all mercies,
I put my trust aboue all earthly Princes.
Fortune and Fancy, Hazz and Happe and chance
Venture and Destiny, Lucke an ignorance,
God will destroy and call account of Princesse,
Of young and old, of servants and of Mistres.
Fortune ye see then▪ is but even a name,
Which Heathen Nations, to themselues did frame:
Of prophane people, only she is Princesse,
And therefore christians should haue no such Mistres.
Where God is knowne and truely knowne indeed,
There Fortunes name, is banisht with all speed:
Ye a all grosse sinne, which doth our God offend,
Which thing I prayse, and so my song shall end.
FINIS.
A song or Ditty made on this theame I know not what, wherein is shewed how men ought not to set their mindes on worldy pleasure but on the living Lord.
To the tune of Labandalashot: and doth runne on the names of them that gaue the theame, and his that made the song.
VVHo viewes the life of mortall man
His state and where of he began:
Shall find such hugy heapes of woe,
As neither tongue nor penne can show:
Wherewith our mindes should daunted bee
From vsing worldly mirth and glee
And mooue vs to consider well:
What paines here are prepar'd in hell
For wicked people as their lot
which haue done heare they know not what.
If euerie man would heare Gods word,
and reuerently obey the Lord:
Then wickednesse would not abound,
But grace and vertue would be found
In yong and old in hie and low
In servants and in childre'n also
In rich and poore in great and small
In preachers and in people all
[Page]Who delight in this and that
And often doe they know not what.
Looke round about in each degree
And marke what crimes and faults we see
Behold the court and country too
And then note well what great a doe
There is in euery kind of state
Few are content with simple rate
But euery one will elime aloft
Till triall hath them plainely taught
Tis vaine in hope of this or that
To say or doe they know not what.
Loue is not found but here and there,
Leud lust doth flourish euery where:
Good lawes are made but kept at will,
Loose living it increaseth still.
Like swine we wallow in the mire,
And seeke to follow vaine desire:
Let God or man say what they please
We hunt for pleasure wealth and ease,
And for the loue of this and that:
We say and doe we know not what.
In pompe and pride we doe excell,
Like Lucifer the Diuell of hell:
All new found fashions we doe craue,
[Page]To make our bodies fine and braue,
But for our soules we little care,
Small suites for it we doe prepare:
We gard and lace vs round about,
In Iigges and Iagges we let it out.
Some will weare this, some will weare that,
And some will weare they know not what.
All whordome is but trickes of youth▪
Say those that doe not know the truth▪
Not one of twentie when they wed,
Doe bring vnto the Marriage bed,
Their bodies pure as Christians ought,
But fleshly pleasure first is sought:
And for to cloake their filthy deed
They must be married with all speede.
Then they doe liue like Dog and Cat,
Because they did they knew not what.
Much swearing many a one doth vse,
And so the Name of God abuse
Some sweare by wounds, by blood and heart,
By foote by sides and euery part
By Masse by crosse by light by fire▪
By bread and all we can desire.
By faith and troth though they haue none
By Saints and Angels many a one,
Some sweare by this, some sweare by that,
[Page]And some doe sweare they know not what.
Fie on the drowsie drunken sort,
that in excesse delight and sport:
Fie on all ale-knights that will quaffe,
to make men drunk when they may laugh
Fie on all potmates that delight,
to serue God Bacchus day and night▪
To them belongs red eyes and nose,
to them belongs the ragged cloathes
For they still drinke of this and that
vntill they doe they know not what.
O when will covetousnes be left,
with fraud and guile deceit and theft:
Or when will vsurie take his flight,
with flattery falshood craft and spight.
When shall the poore in good state liue,
by helpes and gifts that rich men giue:
When will our land-Lords be content,
to let their Farmes at the old rent.
Alas they cannot heare of that,
But they would haue they know not what.
See how the Sabboth is abus'd,
and all good exercise refus'd▪
O see what pastimes men deuise,
to please their carnall eares and eies.
[Page]Few take delight to heare Gods word,
but like bruite beasts they rise from board:
To daunce to boule to gaud and game,
though preachers oft reprooue the same.
Some follow this, some follow that,
and some doe follow they know not what.
The Dice and Cardes esteemed be,
of rich and poore we daily see:
Till all is gone there is no stay,
but at the Dice it must away.
The married man the Batcheler,
the prentice and the traueler:
They follow gaming earnestly,
vntill they come to beggery.
Examples draw them not from that,
but still they doe they know not what.
Enfor'st I am to tell you plaine,
what sinnes among us still remaine:
That true repentaance may abound,
while God in mercy may be found.
For time will come when we shall say,
what fooles we were to goe astray:
And if we knock t'will be too late,
for we shall answered be at gate.
Depart from hence I know you not,
which haue done here you know not what
Repentance God doth not denie,
if we doe aske before we die:
And put not of from time to time,
th' amendment of each fault and crime.
And marke also what things are taught,
and print them in your mind and thought
Beat downe your wills with wit and grace,
and foster not in any case:
Your leude attempts to this or that,
but in Gods word learne what is what.
In humble sort pray we, pray we,
vnto one God and persons three:
O let vs magnifie his name,
and sound out praises to the same.
He hath given vs as may be seene,
a royall King, a Prince and Queene.
Nothing we lacke in these our dayes,
wherefore let vs walke in his wayes
Regarding neither this nor that:
but seeke to know still what is what.
Here will I knit vp and conclude,
now will I end my verses rude
O you that are disposed to sing,
to read or heare this simple thing:
Desire of God and so will I:
That we may profit well hereby
[Page]Euen for his sonne Christs Iesus sake,
to whom let us our selues betake.
So shall all neuer be forgot,
for he will teach vs what is what.
FINIS.
A song against slaunderous tongues shewing that no sort of good men did or euer could escape them.
VVHo so thou be that liuest best,
and least of all deseruest blame,
That would'st passe through aboue the rest,
this world without reproch and shame.
Come marke and see and credit me,
all slanderous tongues would trouble thee
If thou could'st walke with God himselfe,
as Henoch did Noah by name:
If Shem and Iaphets bashfullnes,
were thine in hiding fathers shame.
Yet marke and see and credit me:
all slanderous tongues would trouble thee▪
If thou had'st Abra'ms faith and trust,
with Isa'kes Iacobs and that traine▪
[Page]If Iosephs chastity thou hadst,
and prouidence for countryes gaine.
Yet marke and see and credit me,
all slanderous tongues would trouble thee.
If like to Deborah thou could'st be,
to Iael Baruck and the best:
To Gideon and to Ieptha he,
to Samson stronger than the rest.
Yet marke and see and credit me▪
all slanderous tongues would trouble thee.
If thou hadst Samuels righteoushes,
with Dauids harpe and holines:
The loue of Ionathan and those,
that Saule the king tooke for his foes.
Yet marke and see and credit me:
all slanderous tongues would trouble thee.
If thou in princely seat did'st sit,
to rule the Realme▪ with golden mace
If thou were Solomon in wit,
and cam'st of hie renowned race.
Yet marke and see and credit me,
all slanderous tongues will trouble thee
If thov had'st all the cunning skill,
that euer learned man could haue
[Page]If thou in godly exercise,
spend'st time untill thou goest to grave:
Yet marke and see and credit me,
all slanderous tongues will trouble thee.
If thou had'st all King Cressus gold,
and daily did'st the poore relieve:
If God and nature had bestow'd,
on thee all gifts that they could give.
Yet marke and see and credit me,
all slanderous tongues will trouble thee.
If thou to Marriage giv'st thy minde,
a number then their fancies say:
Some like it well, some fault will finde,
and some will dash it if they may.
In this good worke still credit me,
all slanderous tongues will trouble thee.
If Virgin-like thou mean'st to live,
or if a Maiden course thou take:
If publike, or if private life,
if lay or Clergie man thou make.
Yet marke and see and credit me,
all slandrous tongues will trouble thee.
Was not our Saviour Christ thus us'd
of Iewish people to his face:
Were not the Prophets so abus'd,
[Page]and the Apostles in like case:
What good men now among us bee,
that have from slandrous tongue bin free.
Then to conclude seeth it is so,
that slandrous tongues all sorts will bite:
Let faith and patience be thy guide▪
and let the Lord give them their right:
Till then pray thou to God with me,
to mend those tongues that slandrous be.
FINIS.
A song or ditty, shewing the nature of the ambitious, and what is true happinesse, namely to live as that we may make a good end before death.
THe happy life in these our dayes,
That all doth seek both small and great:
Is who may gaine, or win the prayse,
or who may sit in highest seat:
But in this life happ what happ shall,
the happy end exceedeth all.
A good beginning oft we see,
but seldome standeth at one stay:
For few doe like the meane degree,
[Page]then prayse at parting some men say,
To death seeth euery one is thrall:
the happy end exceedeth all.
To be as wise as Cato was,
or rich as Cressus in his life:
To haue the strength of Hercules,
which did subdue by force and strife.
What helpeth it when Death doth call:
the happy end exceedeth all.
The longer life that we desire,
the more offence doth daily grow:
The greater paine it doth require,
except the Lord some pitty shew.
Wherefore I thinke and euer shall:
the happy end exceedeth all.
The rich my well the poore releeue,
the rulers may redresse much wrong:
The learned can good counsell giue,
but marke the end of this my song.
Who shewes good fruites happy I call,
his happy end exceedeth all.
FINIS.
A song in dispraise of spight and enuie.
To the tune of: Now leaue and let me rest.
VVHen spight hath spent his worst,
and malice wrought his will
Then truth will trie the iust,
and sift the good from ill▪
Though truth may hap be blamed,
by spight and spightfull parts,
Yet truth shall not be shamed,
for all their spightfull hearts.
For truth will trie it selfe,
at length with honest fame:
When that the spightfull elfe,
shall hide his head for shame▪
Spight is a spightfull sin,
with falshood to preuaile,
A spightfull fained friend,
hath poyson in his tayle.
Spight spies out spightfull wayes,
a true man to deface,
And laughs when he decayes,
such is his spightfull grace.
Yet speake out spight and spare not,
to spend thy spight dispatch,
For all thy spight I care not,
[Page]nor for no spightfull wratch.
For when thy spight is spent,
and truth shall come in place:
Then shame thy selfe shall shent,
and shew thy shamefull face.
For truth shall still prevaile,
in spight of spights ill minde:
Though spight spightfull▪ rayles,
as curres that bite behinde.
God sendes them all mis-chance,
that spends such spightfull drosse,
With falshood to advance,
themselues with others losse.
For spight I little care,
let spight spie out his worst:
And make of spight no spare,
for in truth will I trust.
Sith truth did never faile,
at length for his defence:
Against wrong to prevaile,
for all his false pretence.
Vse falshood they that list,
in earnest or in gaine:
A false man never mist,
for falshood
[...]o haue shame.
A sorrowfull song or sonnet, wherin is lamented our miserable estate in this life hunting after vanity.
To the tune of Labandalashot.
TO view the state of mans vnrest,
I muse oft times in mournfull brest:
What causeth him by sundry wayes,
to seeke for worldly pelfe and praise.
What hope, what helpe, what tried trust,
what ioy or stay in things vniust,
What sureance haue we here to bide?
we come and goe as doth the tide:
And yet we take felicitie,
to loue this worldly vanitie.
How many mischiefes may befall,
vpon thy head O man mortall?
When thou in ioy and iollitie,
doest little thinke of miserie.
Great heapes of heavie harmefull haps,
doth lucklesly light in our laps:
The snatching snare of death is spread,
and man on so daine is strooke dead:
Yea tract of time doth plainly try,
this world to be but vanitie.
O wicked Diues man of mold,
[Page]that hadst all pleasures twentie fold:
Th'abuse thereof doth record beare,
that thou wouldst not impart nor spare
One farthing to the fatherlesse,
nor needie neighbors in distresse:
Can riches bring thee backe againe,
out of this place of plunging paine:
Where thou in woefull waues must lie,
bereft of worldly vanitie.
My mind is much dismayd to see
both high and low of each degree:
How cunningly their parts they play,
as though this world should last for aye:
The king in higher place would sit:
the subiect thinkes himselfe most fit,
To rule and raigne in regall state
that in the sight of small and great,
He may be seene to sit on hie
amidst this worldly vanitie.
All good advise and counsell graue,
which we in memory should haue,
Is cast into oblivion
and cleane forgot of eueryman,
Examples rare of Gods iudgement▪
will not procure vs to repent:
His benefits we doe abuse,
his sacred word we doe refuse,
[Page]His mercies powred plenteously,
we doe reiect for vanitie.
Such lawlesse Lawyers some there be,
that plea des on both sides as wee see:
For many makes the matter sure,
and maister Mendax will procure,
That you shall be dispatcht with speed:
if you can helpe him at his need:
These prating parasites God knowes,
which in the silly sheepe-skin goes:
Deceiueth men by flatterie,
and all for worldly vanitie.
Prepend the life of merchants eke,
how ventrously at sea they seeke,
For their advantage many miles,
and then with sundry worldly wiles:
The simple sort they doe deceiue,
and so the web of sin thy weaue:
For that with othes and count'nance made,
the country people they perswade:
All ware is good of honestie,
when it is worse then vanitie.
If we would thinke vpon our state,
and in our selues be at debate:
A remedie there might be found,
[Page]to beat our sinnes vnto the ground,
But we in wantonnesse doe spend,
our life and liuings to the end:
And hauocke makes such wast and spoyle,
that Lazers poore doe starue the while:
Instead of hospitalitie,
is Bacchus bankets of gluttonie.
Could swinish Sodom liue more ill,
and be so bent to wanton will:
Or could Gommorra truly say,
that we liue not so ill as they,
If we be iudge our selues herein,
yet must we looke to sinke for sinne:
Our carelesse life calls to the Lord,
for vengeance great of fire and sword:
We haue no care to liue godly,
but to delight in vanitie.
From friends to flatterers we come,
from God to godlesnesse we runne:
Of whoredome now is nothing made,
and drunkennnsse is no ill trade.
We iest it out when we defame,
our neighbours nothing worthy blame
Vpon suspect reuenge we will,
what so we doe it is not ill:
To beare false witnesse wrongfully,
[Page]some are content for vanitie.
Of sacred scriptures we will none,
for we can read the same at home:
Of ministers we haue no care,
we doe deride them here and there:
We loathe their learned exhortations,
which should be for our owne saluations,
Such like reprochfull words some vse,
Gods messengers for to abuse:
For they reprooue their iollitie,
and say it is but vanitie.
Refraine the santasies deere friends,
aske mercy for your former sinnes
Accompt this world to be but lent,
praise God and alwayes be content:
His benefits both great and small,
we must giue reckning for them all:
Our time is short right well we know,
and none is sure when he shall goe:
With speed then let's prepare to die,
for sure this word is vanitie.
Death is the end of mortall life,
and death doth cease all worldly strife:
He bridles vp the brainsicke foole,
and doth dispute in fancies schoole,
[Page]Where dainty damsels he doth meet,
and laps them all in shrowding sheet:
All Adams amorous impes beside,
which decke them selues in pomp & pride:
With vgly face most tufully,
he takes them from their vanity.
If I might moue the minde of man.
onely in heart to way and scan:
How I haue now in verse displaid,
nothing but truth in that is sayd.
Repentance sure with teares would call,
helpe Lord forgiue thy people all:
O guide our steps still with thy word,
deliuer us from euill good Lord,
Inflame our hartes with ioyes on hie,
so shall we hate all vanitie.
In this song we are put in mind of our fraile and weake estate, and we are taught how to lull and bring asleepe our affections that we may goe to God.
To the tune of the 15. Psalme.
SIng lullaby as women doe,
wherewith they bring their babes to rest▪
And lulaby can I sing too,
[Page]as womanly as can the best.
With lulaby the child they still,
with sugred songs they sing out shrill:
Such wanton babes God knowes have I,
that must be stild with lulaby.
First lulaby my youthfull yeares,
it is now time to goe to bed:
For crooked age and hoarie haires,
haue wonne the haven in my head.
With lulaby then youth be still,
with lulaby subdue thy will:
Sith courage quailes and comes behind,
goe sleepe and so beguile thy mind.
Next lulaby my wanton playes,
let reasons rule restraine thy thought:
Since that I finde by sundry wayes,
how deere thou hast thy sporting bought▪
With lulaby take thou thine ease,
with lulaby thy dumps appease:
Blest is that wight which ere he die,
doth sing aright this lulaby.
Now lulaby my gasing eyes,
that wonted were to glance apace,
For every glasse may now suffice,
to shew the furrowes in my face.
[Page]With lulaby then winke a while,
with lulaby thy lookes beguile:
Let no faire face nor beauty bright,
entice thee vnto vaine delight.
And lulaby my body eke,
which once was clad in trim attire
Warme furs to cloth thee now goe seeke,
in chayer keepe thee by the fire.
And lulaby let some man sing,
while thou to God doest make reckning:
Prepare thy selfe alwayes to dye,
forget not this my lulaby.
With lulably then bring asleepe,
dispaire which commeth by mistrust:
And Sathans doubts which faine would creep
into our hearts that are but dust.
Put confidence in Gods mercy,
and euermore sing lulaby:
Commit thy selfe to Christ alone,
with him to ioy when life is gone.
Last lulaby in graue we make,
amidst the greedy wormes in clay:
Vntill that Christ accompt shall take,
of euery one at the last day.
Wherefore let vs sing lulaby,
[Page]till all his sinnes sleepe quietly:
And then to God make hast away,
in heauen with him to liue for aye.
The lamentable mone of a sorrowfull soule.
IN trouble thus I heard one cry,
Vpon his knees with weeping eye,
Saying, O whither should I flie,
Where might I wish my selfe to be,
That God take no account of me.
For why my sinnes are growne so great,
That if I come to iudgement seat,
In vaine it is for to intreat,
A place therefore to hide me in,
I craue by reason of my sinne.
If in the heauens I seeke to be,
There must I needes be seene of thee,
In hell is no defence for me,
Thy presence fills each place I know,
In heauen aboue and earth below,
If I had wings at will to flie,
Beyond the seas that farthest lie:
Yet there thy hand and power is nie,
To bind and bring me backe againe:
[Page]In place where I should still remaine.
Thou doest possesse me every whit,
My heart my raines my head my wit,
My sinewes that my joynts doe knit,
Thou broughtst me from my mothers womb,
And thou shalt raise me from my tomb.
Thy passing power thy workes declare,
Thy threats shew what thy terrors are,
Thou seest all secrets every where,
My soule therefore that is in woe,
Alas then whether shall it goe?
As I was in this great distresse,
One spake and sayd to me doubtlesse:
Despaire not man through heavinesse,
For God delighteth not to see,
The death of sinners credit me.
By faith on these words I tooke hold,
And yet I durst not be too bold,
But tremblingly as one acold,
I prayd and gaue God thankes withall:
For comfort in such wo full thrall.
And thus I was received well,
As one releast from paines of hell,
[Page]My horror sure no tongue can tell,
Those pinching paines that I did feele:
Would surely breake an heart of steele.
A Christian promise then made I,
And vow'd a vow to God on hie,
That from henceforth continually,
His faithfull servant I will be:
Which to performe Christ strengthen me.
You sinners obstinate and ill,
That daily doe resist Gods will,
Giue eare now to my crying shrill.
Amend your liues while you haue space,
Or else you are in wofull case.
For our good King now let us pray,
The Lord preserue him night and day:
His counsell eke God keepe for aye,
This Realme good Lord saue and defend,
From euery foe to the worlds end.
A ditty declaring the fervent desire of a christian soule.
To the tune of, O Lord of whom I doe depend.
SWeete Iesus who shall giue me wings.
of pure and perfect loue:
[Page]That I may mount from earthly things,
and rest with thee aboue.
For heere beneath I flie about,
in weake and weary case:
Like to the Doue that Noe sent out,
which found no resting place.
Euen thou O Iesus by thy power,
must giue me wings to flie:
Else shall I neuer know thy lure,
to stoope obediently.
Ne can I rise off from the fist,
of worldly pleasures vaine
But stubbornely thy will resist,
to mine eternall paine.
My wearie wings sweete Iesus marke,
and grant me my request:
Put forth thy hand out of thine Arke,
and take me to thy rest.
For sure with thee are endlesse ioyes,
and no man there laments:
But here with vs are great annoyes,
whereof each one repents.
In heauen thy Saints doe sing to thee,
without all strife and feare:
But we on earth at variance be,
and subiect much to care.
[Page]Deggerly conceipts and base,
O toyes of deepe contempt:
From which sweet Iesus by thy grace,
my silly soule exempt.
For I have learn'd to loath those things,
wherein I did delight:
And unto thee the King of kings,
I come with all my might:
Craving a place with thy great host,
where I may sing alwayes:
To Father, Sonne, and holy Ghost,
all honour laud and praise.
A Carroll for Christmas day,
To the tune of Rogeero.
VVE come to sing of Christ our King,
According to the time,
Therefore prepare and giue good eare,
Let hearts and all incline.
Divinitie our cheife Story,
which speakes of mans Saluation:
Shewes that the Lord by his pure word,
made all good by creation.
Mankind did beare Gods Image faire,
the creatures all were blest:
[Page]Then sathans evill made him a divell,
and he gave man small rest.
But tempted him by
Eva's sinne,
till Paradice was gone:
Thus they and we were left you see▪
in fearefull state each one.
Then God above in tender love,
to men that was but dead:
Said that indeed the womans seed,
should breake the Serpents head.
To
Abraham to
Isaack then,
to
Iacob, and the Iewes:
A covenant sure aye to endure,
God made of this good newes.
Before their eyes in Sacrifice,
our Saviour was displayd,
In figure, types and other rites:
on Altar he was laid.
To Priests, to Kings were shew'd these things
to Prophets and the rest:
Who did assure that
Virgin pure,
should beare this heavenly guest,
Realmes now in peace all warres did cease
Iohn Baptist came to preach:
And he likewise did some baptize,
that heard when he did teach.
The time full come God sent his Sonne,
in shape of sinfull flesh:
Thus God and man one Christ became,
our soules for to refresh.
Angels did bring newes of this thing,
to Shepheards in the night:
To whom they said be not afraid,
at this so heavenly sight.
But goe your way and make no stay,
Christ is at Bethelem:
Behold him there borne poore and bare,
for sinne of mortall men.
Then gloriously from heaven hie,
the Angels they did sing:
Praise to Gods name, peace without blame,
on earth to men living.
Shepheards did goe and found it so,
as Angels had foretold:
Christ meekly lay swadled in hay,
This child he is our soules chiefe blisse▪
our tree of life and all.
Our
Abell slaine our
Isaack plaine,
our
Ioseph left in thrall.
Our paschall lambe that hether came,
for his deere
Spouse to die,
Our Manna sweet our Rocke so deepe,
our Arke of Sanctuarie.
Our mercy Seate our altar great,
ou Lampe and lauor faire,
Our priest our King and euery thing,
that we might not despaire.
What thankes and praise in all our daies,
ought we and ours to giue,
Vnto Gods name that wrought the same,
Long time ere man did liue.
This is the day of our great ioye,
if we will ioy therein:
And not assigne this blessed time,
to vanitie and sinne.
But euermore in vertues store,
to spend our daies aright,
[Page]Which God grant vs through
Christ Iesus,
to doe with all our might.
Another Carroll for Christmas day: made as if it were spoken by Christ to Adam and his posteritie.
REmember O thou man, O thou man, O thou man
Remember O thou man, thy time mis-spent,
Remember O thou man how thou camst to me than,
And I did what I can, therefore repent.
Remember
Adams fall, O thou man, O thou man,
Remember
Adams fall from heaven to hell:
Remember
Adams fall, how we were condemn'd all
To hell perpetuall there for to dwell.
Remember Gods goodnes O thou man O thou man
Remember Gods goodnes, and promise made,
Remember Gods goodnes, his son should come doubt lesse
Our faults for to redresse, bee not afraide.
The Angels all did sing, O thou man; O thou man,
The Angels all did sing on the Shepheards hill,
The Angels all did sing praise to our heauenly king,
And peace to man living with a good will.
The Shepheards amazed was, O thou man, O thou man
The Shepheards amazed was to heare Angels sing.
The Shepheards amazed was, how that should come to passe
That Christ our Mesias should be our King.
To Bethelem do they goe, O thou man, O thou man
[Page]To Bethelem doe they goe these Shepheards three,
To Bethelem doe they goe, to see if that were so,
That Christ were borne or no to set us free.
As the Angels before did say, O thou man, O thou man,
As the Angels before did say it came to passe:
As the angels before did say, they foūd the babe wher it lay,
In manger wrapped in hay, so poore it was▪
Give thanks to God alway, O thou man, O thou man
Give thankes to God alway with hearts most jolly,
Give thanks to God alway for this most joyfull day,
Let all men sing and say, Holy, Holy, Holy.
A Carroll for New yeares day setting out vnto vs the true circumcision of the heart, with out the which the circumcision of the outward members was of none effect.
To the tune of any ordinary Psalme.
REioyce we in the Lord our God,
for this ioyfull new yeare:
And let our holinesse of life,
from day today appeare.
The law of Circumcision now,
we humbly call to minde:
Yeelding most hearty thanks therefore,
to God that is so kind.
He made his sonne our sauiour Christ,
obedient to the law:
[Page]For vs that disobedient were,
and would not liue in awe.
Not to the end we should abide,
in sin as heretofore:
But that we might repent and pray,
henceforth to sinne no more.
This law of circumcision first,
God gaue to Abraham
And to the fathers euery one
long time before Christ came.
As we haue Baptisme now in vse,
so did they hold and keepe▪
This ordinance which was a signe,
betweene God and his sheepe.
The badge, the marke, the Sacrament,
whereby all men did know:
They were his chosen people then,
and he their God also.
The eight day after that their sonnes,
into the world were borne.
The Priests did circumcise them all,
or else thy were forlorne.
The foreskinne of their privie parts,
with sharpe knife they did pare:
And cald the children by that name,
[Page]which then was given there.
The women children were contain'd,
vnder the males each one:
Wherefore they gaue them not the signe,
of circumcision.
This signified and did set forth,
unto the peoples view:
The Circumcision of the heart,
in all Gods children true,
And this the Lord did oft recite,
by all his prophets then:
And in like sort by Preachers now,
he shewes it to all men,
That God may haue his honour due,
and euery man his owne,
That Iustice may be ministred,
to make the truth well knowne.
That helpe may still be granted to,
the blinde the halt and lame:
The prisoners that afflicted are,
for Christ his truth and name.
Then shall we tightly hold and keepe▪
this day cal'd New-yeares day:
By putting euill out of our hands,
the which God grant we may.
To whom be honour, laud, and praise,
[Page]from whom be given grace:
To vs that we may magnifie,
his name in euery place.
The father, Sonne, and holy Ghost,
that euer loued vs deere:
Increase true amitie in vs,
and send a good new yeere.
A song reprouing Papistes for the Gunnepowder treason, and of our ioy and thankesgiving for our deliverance from that danger and all others.
REioyce England and ioy in him,
that ioyes each Christian heart,
With songs of prayses neuer linne,
to laud him for your part,
Oh set, oh sing, and sweetly play,
Gods workes in verse and prose:
Declare and shew from day to day,
how he hath flaine our foes.
Exalt Gods goodnes to this land,
and to our late deare Queene:
[Page]That worthy Ladie dead and gone
in heauen still, to be seene.
And now King
Iames succeeds in place,
these kingdomes for to sway:
God graunt that his posteritie,
may doe the like for aye.
As troubles doe abide all men,
so much more godly Kings:
That doe the gospel still maintaine,
and all the fruit it brings,
King
Iames hath oft in dangers beene,
in Scotland as we know:
In England at his comming in,
he wanted not his foe.
Yet God in wondrous wise did saue,
and well deliver him:
Yea made the Traytors to bewray,
their owne intended sinne.
The cheife of them had their reward,
at Winchester that Cittie,
When on some others of their crue,
the King shewed royall pittie.
But Sathan and his Impes sleepe not,
new plots they still devise:
As this which was of Gunpowder,
This hellish worke this strange deuise,
surpassing all the rest:
Hath left a forehead marke for them,
that such we should detest.
These wanted neither friends nor coyne,
on euery side the seas:
To bring this busines to passe,
the Papistes hearts to please.
And if some of their multitude,
did neuer know of it:
Which of them would refuse to haue,
what others wonne by wit.
All things with secrecie was kept,
and they were readie now:
To finish vp with stroke of strokes,
their foule and wicked vow.
But God bewrayed it or their houre,
yea they one letter sent:
Which op'ned all to King and state,
and voyd was their intent.
It was a woefull thing they sought,
the cutting off of all:
A bringing of this noble land,
to beggery and thrall.
[Page]I am astonisht many times,
to thinke on the invention:
And muse what men on earth there be,
that like of this intention.
Poore Protestants so cald in scorne▪
by Papists day and night:
You neuer went with Massacres,
the Papists to despight.
For if you had then Papists throates▪
like trumpets shrill would be:
To rayle and write in euery place,
till your heart bloods they see.
In blood at first they founded were▪
by blood thy liue and thriue:
In blood they also grounded are▪
devouring men aliue.
Yet once they must confounded be,
in Gods great haruest day:
Wherefore fly Romish Babylon,
with all the speed you may.
In the meane time let Christians striue▪
to serue the Lord on hie:
Remembring each deliverance,
with thankes continually.
Lord looke on vs regard and heare▪
[Page]our prayers and our praise,
And let our thankes appeare in life,
abhorring sinfull wayes.
Amen.
A Game at Chesse with the Papists, or a Ditty made on that game against them and their evill practises.
YE Papists that can play at Chesse,
and guide your men in battell ray:
Your doings still doe well expresse,
that you doe hope to haue a day.
And yet as close as you can play,
to check the King and all his state:
It is foreseene to your decay,
that check without neck of force is mate.
Your pelting paune you thrust before,
to make the way to worke your feate:
Your knights and rookes you haue in store:
your Queene and Bishop keepe their seat.
Your king cat holly we may say,
in Brittanie he would rule the state:
No God nor man must say him nay,
yet check without neck of force is mate.
Your practise old to us well knowne,
[Page]doth vrge the wise and godly race:
Well to provide and saue their owne,
and eke your treasons to deface.
Although your paunes doe check his grace,
the knights with neck set them agate,
And did well waigh in time and place,
that check without necke of force is mate.
Your Iugling gins and sleights most sly,
are no more seene then nose on face:
And that in the'nd ye shall well try,
when you doe hope they shall take place,
You shall be forc't to runne apace,
for that we watch early and late:
Well to provide and haue in chase,
that check without neck of force is mate▪
The check that you to vs haue sent,
to necke most easly are alwayes:
All though to checking you are bent,
and we by necking win the praise.
Now check saith Parsons and there staies,
now neck saith Sutlife to thy pate:
And gaue to them without delay,
a passing pure and plaine checke mate.
Although your learning will not serue,
to giue to vs a checke indeed:
[Page]From old practise you doe not swarue,
your bloody hearts to fat and feed.
Your powder plot makes all your seed,
to be abhor'd of Church and state,
For that there by all at one blow:
you meant to vs, check and check mate.
O Lord for Iesus Christ his sake,
keepe cleane and pure thy church to th' end
That we by faith may vndertake,
all truth in thee to comprehend.
Our King and realmes good Lord defend,
against all those that would vs check:
That we on thee may so depend:
to haue alwayes a speedy neck.
Amen.
An exhortation to praise God for that worthy science and skill of Musick and for the great masters of the Art and their worthy workes.
PRaise God in whom only is found,
the fulnes of all skill:
And from whose wisdome floes the streame,
of knowledge at his will.
Praise him therefore for Musickes art,
a science of the seaven,
[Page]Which cheares the mindes of men on earth▪
and Ioyes the Saints in heauen.
Praise him for
Iubal and the rest,
that first did find and frame:
The ground and principles whereby,
we teach and learne the same.
Praise him for silver trumpets twaine,
that he bad Moses frame:
For Israels rising vp to traine,
and resting by the same.
Praise him for
Davids booke of Psalmes,
and for the songs of praise,
That
Solomon did make and write,
in his most royall daies.
Praise him for
Azaph and the rest,
whom
Dauid set to sing:
In presence of the holy Arke,
when
Solomon was king.
Praise him for all the songs and play,
left vs by learned men,
Who by their studies night and day,
did much with inke and pen.
Praise him for those that loue this Art,
and doe the same maintaine:
Rewarding it with willing hart,
among the godly traine.
Praise him and pray that all abuse,
there of may hated be:
And that the godly and right vse,
may rest in each degree,
Praise him and pray that those of skill,
may liue in
Har-mo-ny:
And bring up youth with fauour still:
this art to dignifie.
Praise him and pray for our good King,
his Nobles and the rest:
Our Queene the Prince and the off-spring,
Lord let them all be blest.
Praise him, yea euer sing him praise,
on earth most ioyfully:
That after death our soules may sing,
his praise eternally.
Amen.