A spiritual songe of thankesgiuing vnto God, for his grace and power. VVritten by a close prisonner (with a coale) for his owne comforte Close prisonner. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A12601 of text S121861 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 22923). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 7 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A12601 STC 22923 ESTC S121861 99857022 99857022 22687 2240904468

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A12601) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 22687) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 399:4) A spiritual songe of thankesgiuing vnto God, for his grace and power. VVritten by a close prisonner (with a coale) for his owne comforte Close prisonner. 1 sheet ([1] p.) s.n.], [London : M.D.XCII. [1592] Verse - "Let others singe of this and that,". Place of publication from STC. Reproduction of the original in the Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery. eng eebo A spiritual songe of thankesgiuing vnto God, for his grace and power. VVritten by a close prisonner (with a coale) for his owne comforte. Close prisonner 1592 1 1026 4 0 0 0 0 0 38.99 D The rate of 38.99 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2006-01 Assigned for keying and markup 2006-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2006-05 Sampled and proofread 2006-05 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2006-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A SPIRITVAL SONGE OF Thankesgiuing vnto GOD , for his grace and power . Written by a close prisonner ( with a coale ) for his owne comforte . LET others singe of this and that , I will singe to thy prayse , Who doest out of aduersitie , Deliuer me alwayes : And ●●●●'st to me that Comforter , In all my sore temptation : Who doeth refreshe my sinfull soule With spirituall consolation : And graunt'st to me such patience , For all my foes despight , As I to wayte vpon thy will , Doe inwardlie delight . And when I see my nature striue Against thy iust correction , Then doe I pray thy Maiestie To helpe myne vnsubiection . And when my troubles most increase , ( As who liues well and smarts not ) Then comes my Sauiour next to me , And stickes by me and startes not : And when I feele my fleshe to shrinke Vnder thy heauie hande ▪ I am constrain'd my ●●●●chednes , Better to vndersta●●● Calling to minde those grieuous sinns , I thought not on before , Lamenting them and purposing To doe the like no more : But their contrarie vertues all , Eft soone to put in vre From grace to grace , from strength to strength , Whyl'st my dayes shall endure : By thy free grace and perfect strength , Whereof alone I boast , For if I should doe otherwyse , My labour were but loste : Since all good giftes doe come from thee , And thou wilt suffer none To rob thee of that prayse which doeth Belong to thee alone : Yet whyl'st by wrestling against sinne , Rewarde for to obtaine , I seeke by deserte of my workes , Thou aunswer'st thus againe . The aunswere . WHereas thy sinnes doe farre exceede , My grace doeth more abounde , And in thy weakenes most of all , My power is tryed and founde : My grace in Christ sufficient is , And all my workes doeth passe : By it I am more glorified , Then ought that euer was : And as J made all things of nought , And darkenes to be light , So make I nought for to bee good , And feeble to bee might : All persons and all things on earth I haue shutt vnder sinne , That by my pardon , generall , I might all glorie winne . I am the first , the middest , and last , And I am all in all , That all at all times should on mee For helpe and mercie call . My grace is sure full free and pure . Or else it were no grace , It can not stande at any hande , Where workes haue any place : My power infailleable and most incomparable Is of no force in deede , When it is made of others ayde● , To stande in any neede : Therefore I call the worst of all , And leaue the righteous still . That all may see my grace to bee According to my will : Therefore I bring both Clowne and King To dust , to death , to nought : That euery wight should knowe my might , All things alone hath wrought : Wherefore bee still and flee from ill , And doe well , but confesse My guiftes in thee both lent to bee , And marred more or lesse : That still my grace may serue in place All thy defaultes to mende , And that my power may euery hower Vpholde thee to the ende , When there shal be no sinne in thee , Weaknes nor wante at all , But grace ▪ might , wealth , peace , ioye , right , Health and glorie eternall . THus doest thou Lord direct my soule To quiet peace and reste , Whereby I am assured all Shall fall out to the beste : And that no shame can me defame , For why thou art my praise , In life and death and all in all , To me at all assaies , For thy great mercies sake in Christ , In whom thou art well pleased , That heauie harted sinners of Their burthens should be eased , And made partakers of those ioyes Vnspeakable and rife , Which thou doest keepe in store for them , After this wofull life : And in meane while the holy ghoste Doeth keepe them safe and sounde : No rage nor no resistance can , Their happie state confounde . Nowe whilest mine enimies seeke to driue Mee into desperation , Thou forcest them against their willes To further my saluation : And thou doest turne all wiles and wrongs Vnto their owne disgrace : Who seeke by all extremities , Thy seruauntes to deface . And thou doest turne all other things To my behoofe likewise , So that to better myne estate , My harte can not deuise . How euer wretched worldlings deeme , I am quite cast awaye ▪ And myne olde friendes a loofe from me Doe stande as at a baye : Yet thou doest stande at my right hande , And compasse me about , And furnishe me with diuers giftes , To make me stronge and stout : And outwarde giftes sufficient , And meete for me and mine , To serue thy grace , and shewe thy power By prouidence diuine : Beyonde reason without desert , Better then many moe Of thy deare Saintes who are content , And singe for ioye also : Lorde graunt wee pray that so we may , Since thou art stronge and kinde , ( As in our conscience and experience We euerie day doe finde ) That by things all which doe befall , We may drawe neare to thee , Till thy sweete face in heauenly place , For euer wee shall see . AMEN .

M.D. XCII .