¶ The firste Psalme , 〈◊〉 the obteinyng remission ●f synnes .

O Lorde of Lordes , God almightie , greate and dreadfull , whiche by thy woorde haste made heauen , yearth , the Sea , and all thynges conteined in them .

Nothyng is hable to resist thy power , thy mercie is ouer all thy woorkes .

〈◊〉 thynges bée vnder thy dominion and rule : bothe man 〈◊〉 beaste , and all liuyng ●●●atures .

Thou arte mercifull too whom thou wilte : and haste compassion on whom it pleaseth thee .

Thy counsaile shalt stand for euer : and what so euer thou wilt shal be doen.

Power , Dominion , and Glorie is thine : whiche arte aboue all thynges , and in all thynges ; and in vs all .

Thou arte father of mercies , and GOD of all grace , peace , and comforte : whiche wilt not the death of sinne● nor delitest in the damnation of soules .

O Lorde God , whiche art riche in mercie , and of thyne especiall loue towardes vs , euen when wee were thyne enemies by sinne , didst sende into the worlde thyne onely begotten sonne Iesus Christ : that whosoeuer beleueth duly in hym , shall not perishe , but haue euerlastyng life .

Haue mercie vpon me , haue mercie vpon me , accordyng to thy greate mercie .

And according to the multitude of thy merc●● , put awaie myne 〈…〉

O God moste 〈…〉 me from my 〈◊〉 , and make me cleane 〈◊〉 myne vncleannesse .

For I acknowledge ( O Lorde ) my heinous synnes : and accuse my self of myne vnrighteous deedes .

I confesse against my self , the wickednesse of my hart , whiche hath been euer vnfaithfull , and rebellyng against thy preceptes .

I haue béen an vntrue and a froward childe to thee , and haue prouoked thee with my vanities .

O holie father , I haue offended thy diuine Maiestie : and am not worthie to bee called thy sonne .

Bicause I prouoked thee to anger , through the multitude of my synnes : and haue not exercised my self in thy righteous lawes .

I haue turned backe from thy waies , and doen euill before thee .

I haue doen wickedly and vniustly behaued my selfe , leauing thy commaundementes , and murmuring against thy correction .

I haue tourned my self awaie , and not kepte my promise made vnto thée : I haue walked in an euill waie , after myne owne thoughtes & fantasies , chusyng the thynges that thou wouldest not .

O Lorde God almightie , I haue not feared thee , nor shewed due reuerence vnto thee : but I haue been disobedient & stubburne vnto thée .

As a common harlot is with out shame , euen so am I without shame of my synnes : for behold , I speake vnto thee , & yet I synne more and more .

I haue left that whiche is good , and gone backe from thee : and I haue not put my truste and hope in thee , my maker , but haue soughte for helpe , and sauegarde otherwise .

I haue ploughed wickednesse , and reaped iniquitie , & eaten the fruicte of lyes : Bicause I haue trusted in mine owne waie .

I haue cast thy lawes behynde my backe , not regardyng thy commaundementes , nor leauyng mine owne leude customes .

I haue not giuen my hart to returne to thy pathes : for I would not knowe thee , but haue fallen through mine iniquitie .

I neuer vnto this day , turned truely vnto thée with all my harte : But as a woman that breaketh her fidelitie , and promise vnto her houseband , euen so ( O lorde God ) I haue broken my promise vnto thee .

For I haue liued abhominablie , and haue had no remorse , nor repentaunce for my euill deedes , but haue runne from synne to synne , followyng the leude desires of my harte .

Thou knoweste all thynges ( O Lorde ) howe I haue prouoked thée to displeasure by my leude inuentions : and none of all my synnes be hid from thee .

I hated thy discipline and correction : and regarded not thy wordes and saiynges .

I haue not doen penaunce for my malice : But haue increased in muche vanitie .

My harte hath been voide of truthe : & my handes haue wrought vnrighteousnesse .

My tonge hath spoken sinfully : and I haue laboured with the imagination of my harte , to finde out lyes and deceiptes , and no truth hath been in my waies .

I haue accustomed my tong to speake ●rifles & vanities , fulfillyng my fleshly desires and thoughtes , my purposes and inuentions haue been contrary to thy will , whereby I haue offended the eyes of thy Maiestie .

Thou haste seen all these thynges ( O Lorde ) and haste holden thy peace , and yet thei were euill in thy fighte , and displeased thee .

In thy anger thou hast cast me awaie , and arte diuided from me now many daies .

Thou hast giuen me vp to the desires of my harte : To doe the thynges whiche bee not semyng .

Woe I am , that I haue gone from thée : greate is my miserie , that I haue lead my life in synne .

Woe is me , that I haue forsaken thee to doe my deuises , not after thy minde , to accomplishe my thoughtes , which haue not proceaded of thy spirite , but haue heaped vp synne vpon synne .

Myne infamie & reproche is daiely before mine eyes : & for shame I dare not shewe my face .

And now , o lord god , why forgettest thou me : why kepeste thou awaie so long thy mercie from me ?

Heare now my cause gratiously , although thou haste been displeased with me agreate while : For thou arte mercifull : bee not angrie alwaies , I beseche thee .

Cast not awaie a contrite & penitent persone , a wretch and an abiecte , whiche humblie calleth vpon thy name .

Tourne againe a little toward me , O lorde God , and forgiue me my mischeuous deedes .

Order me not accordyng to my sinnes , nor punish me as my wickednes deserueth .

Shewe not forthe thy power against a poore wretch : persecute hym not so sore , which is without al strength .

Turne not thy face alwaie from my praiers : but accordyng to thy promises , take me againe vnto thy fauour .

For I am thyne , O righteous father , whom thine onely deare sonne hath redemed with his precious bloud .

And now my soule abhorreth my old conuersation : and of thee , whiche arte iudge of all men , I aske mercie .

I dooe submit my self vnder thy mightie hand : for after thyne , anger thou shewest mercie , and in the time of tribulation thou doest forgiue synnes .

I acknowledge , that I am a sinner , beseching thee lorde God almightie , of thy goodnesse to doe with me , accordyng to thy greate mercie .

I am confounded and ashamed to lifte vp myne eyes vnto thee , for my synnes are ascended vp vnto thy sight .

Against thee ( O father ) againste thee I haue synned , and dooen euill before thee : thou seest that myne iniquitie is greate .

Truely I haue béen an offender againste thee , euen from my cradell , and sinee I sucked my mothers brestes , I haue not ceased to doe euil .

Beholde , I was begotten in iniquitie : and my mother brought me into this worlde defiled with synne .

For the Corne of an euill seede is sowen in my harte , and how muche wickednesse hath sprong therof vnto this daie , thou knowest , O lorde .

I can not shake of my synnes and offence , but I carrie still with me the infamie of my youth .

Behold lord , I am sold vnder sinne , and in my fleshe I finde not that whiche is good .

For the good that I would , that dooe I not , but the euill that I hate , that I doe .

Al the thoughtes and imaginations of my harte , haue been sette to dooe euill , euer since I was young .

O why do I dye in my sinnes lorde God : seyng thy wil is not that a synner dye , but returne from his synne , and liue ?

For thou art good and mercifull , and accordyng to thy greate mercie , sauest theim that be vnworthie .

For albeit no man is able to beare the punishemente , whiche thou dooest threaten against sinners , yet the mercie , whiche thou hast promised , is greate & vnsearchable .

Thou hast shewed mercie a thousande tymes heretofore : to make thy name glorious , as it is euen yet still .

The olde fathers in their necessities cried vnto thee , & thou didst deliuer them : ther putte their trust in thee : and thei were not confounded .

When thei were at their wittes ende , and wiste not what to dooe : this was their onely refuge , to lift vp their eyes to thee .

Thou didst saue theim for thy names sake , to shewe in them thy might and strength .

Many a tyme thei prouoked thee throughe their iniquities , and stirred thy goodnesse to displeasure .

Yet when thou saweste their tribulation , and their lowlie submission vnto thee ,

Thou didst remember thy promise , and by and by baddest pitie and compassion vppon theim : accordyng to the multitude of thy mercies .

Haue mercie vpon me ( O lorde God omnipotent ) haue mercie vpon me : for I am a miserable , and a wretched creature : make me whole I beseche thee , whom thou haste striken for my synne and iniquitie .

My soule is troubled greatly : & how long , O lorde , wilt thou not loke towardes me ?

How long wilt thou reiect my praier thus criyng oute vnto thée ? Wilte thou heare me at no tyme ? Howe long wilt thou tourne awaie thy face from me .

Where be thy old mercies ( O Lorde ) whom thou haste stablished in thy truthe .

Wilt thou now ( O Lorde God ) cease to shewe mercie ? Or wilt thou withdraw thy goodnesse for displeasure ?

Hast thou caste me awaie for euer : That thou wilte neuer hereafter bee pleased with me ?

Thy hande is not weakened , but it maie help : and thy eares bee not stopped , that thei refuse to heare .

How long shall my minde bee troubled with painfull and heauie thoughtes ? How long shall sorowe formente my harte ?

How long shall myne enemie haue the ouerhande of me ? loke towardes me , lorde God , and heare my praier .

Giue light to myne eyes , for I haue slepte to longe in death : and my synnes haue preuailed against me .

Tourne againe , O Lorde , turne again , and deliuer my soule : & saue me for thy great mercies sake .

Loe , nowe is the accepted tyme : nowe bee the daies of healthe and grace .

In death who shall remember thee ? In hell who shall laude or praise thee ?

He that liueth , he that liueth , shall praise thee : & shall make thy mercie knowen .

Lorde rebuke me not in thine anger : nor punishe me in thy greate displeasure .

Cast not thy dartes at me : nor laie not thy heauie hand vpon me .

For I haue borne thyne anger a long while , and of the Cup of thy high displeasure , I haue drunke , very deepe .

There is no health in my fleshe , for feare of thy displesure : I haue no peace nor reste , when I beholde my synnes .

My iniquities bee gone ouer my head : and like an heuie burdein thei daily presse me doune .

The woundes in my soule dooe fester , and stincke , euen through myne owne follie .

I am a wretche , cast awaie from thy fauour and presence , and goe mournynge all the daie long .

My soule is full of filthynesse , and no parte of me is whole and sounde .

Wherefore my enemies dooe persecute me the more , the greatnesse of my paine maketh me to rore and crie .

My hart fainteth and trembleth within me , and my strength is gone awaie .

O Lorde , thou knoweste my desire , and thou seest my necessitie .

Forgiue me all my sinnes ( O Lorde GOD almightie ) for thyne owne sake , and put out of thy sight my heinous offences , for according to thy goodnesse , thou haste promised forgiuenesse of synnes to theim that doe penaunce .

Haue mercie on me lorde , for the glorie and honour of thy name , and bee no longer displeased with me , and then thou shalt surely be knowen to bee iuste , and true in thy wordes , and shalt ouercome when thou art iudged .

For by this , thy great grace shal be knowen : that thou takest mercy on them , whiche haue not whereof thei maie glory in thy sight .

And all the dwellers on the yearth shall learne , and knowe thy goodnesse , when thou shalt conferre , and giue thy benefites to vs for thy greate names sake , and not after our euill waies , and wicked deedes .

Uerely lorde God , except thou shewe vnto vs thy manifolde mercies , the worlde shall not haue life , nor thei that dwell therein .

And if thou helpe vs not with thy goodnesse , how may thei , whiche haue offended , be raised vp from their sinnes ?

Haue mercie on me o good father , haue mercie on me , and for thy glorious name , be no longer angrie with me .

Take me synner vnto thy mercie , for the name of thy holy sonne Iesus , whom thou haste sente , to bee the obtainer of mercie for our sinnes through faithe in his bloud .

Beholde holie father , beholde thy childe , whom thou hast chosen : beholde thy welbeloued sonne , in whom thy soule deliteth : vppon whom thou hast put thy holy spirit , and sent hym to preache the Gospell to the poore , to heale theim , whiche for their synnes bee sorowfull , and contrite : to comforte them that mourne , to preache pardone to the prisoners , and sight to the blinde .

Beholde thy littell one , which was borne for vs , behold thy sonne whiche is giuen to vs , whom thou haste not spared , but giuen to death for vs all , to bee a sweete offeryng and sacrifice to thee .

Uerely be tooke vpon him in his bodie , our infirmities , and he bare our paines .

He was made weake for our sinnes : and he was woū●ed for our offences .

The correcttion for oure peace was laied vpon hym , & by the strokes that he suffered , our woundes wer healed .

All wee went a straie like sheepe , euery one followed his owne waie , and thou ( O lorde ) puttest on him our iniquitie , strikyng hym for the offences of thy people .

He gaue his bodie to bee beaten , and his cheekes to be striken , he turned not a waie his face from them that scorned him , and spit vpon hym .

Through his loue & mercie , he hath redeemed theim that were loste , and by his bloud shedde on the crosse , he hath pacified all thynges , in heauen and in yearth .

He gaue hymself to death , and made his praiers for them whiche were offenders .

Loke ( O mercifull father ) and consider , who it is that thus did suffer : and remember ( I besche thee ) for whom he hath suffered .

For this is that innocente whom thou gauest to death for vs , euen then when wee were synners : and shall wée not , beyng now iustified by his bloud , muche rather bee saued from wrathe through hym ?

If we , when we were yet enemies , were reconciled to thee , by the death of thy sonne shall wée not beyng reconciled , muche rather bee saued by his life ?

Behold that pure and immaculate lambe , whiche taketh a waie the sinnes of the worlde , by whose precious bloud , we are redemed from our iniquities .

Looke vpon that mooste méeke innocent , whiche like a Lambe that was ledde to his death : and beyng mooste cruelly intreated , once opened not his mouthe .

Behold thine onely sonne , whom although thou begattest of thy almightie power , substaunce , and nature : yet thou wouldest he should bee partaker of my infirmitie .

Whiche being God in nature , thought it no rauine to be equal with God , but made hym self lowe , takyng vpon him the shape of a seruaunt , and commyng in the similitude of sinfull fleshe , condemned synne in the fleshe , submittyng hym self vnto thee , O father , euen to the death of the crosse , and there putte on the hande writyng , that was against vs , conteined in the law written , and taking it out of the waie , fastened it to his crosse , on the which he spoiled potestates and powers , and made a shewe of them openly , and triumphed ouer them in his owne person .

Turne the iyes of thy maiestie ( O lorde God ) and loke vpon the woorke of thy ineffable goodnesse .

Beh●ld thine owne swete sonne , how all his bodie was drawen , and stretched forthe on the crosse .

Looke vpon all the partes of his bodie , from the croune of the heade vnto the sole of the foote , and no paine shall be found like vnto his paine .

Behold ( O louyng father ) the blessed head of thy deare soonne , crouned with sharpe Thornes , and the bloud rennyng doune vpon his godlie visage .

Beholde his tender bodie , how it is scourged : his naked breast is striken and beaten : his bloudie side is thrusted through : his hart panteth : his senewes bée stretched forth : his Godlie eyes dasell , and leese their sight : his princely face is wanne and pale : his pleasaunt tonge is inflamed for paine : his inward partes waxe drie and starke : his armes both blewe and wanne by striefe , his bones bée plucked one from an other : his beautifull legges bee feeble , and weake : & the streames of blood issuyng out of his bodie , renne doune apace vpon his feete .

Looke ( O my maker ) vpon the humanitie and gentlenes of thy deare soonne : and pitie the infirmitie of thy weake handie woorke .

Beholde ( O glorious Father ) the bodie of thy deare soonne , all too rente and torne : and remember I beseche thee , of how small substaunce I am .

Loke vpon the pain of him that is bothe God and man : & release the miserie of man , whom thou hast made .

Beholde the greuous sufferyng of the redeemer , and forgiue the sinne of him that is redemed .

Kéepe me from all euill wayes : and teache me by thy holy spirit , to chuse the waie of truthe .

I beseche thée ( o thou king of holinesse ) by hym that is moste holy , by this my redemer Christ , that thou bryng me again into the right waie that I maie bee vnited , and made one with hym in spirit whiche abhorred not to bee vnited with me in fleshe .

Make me to goe perfectly in thy pathes , and to hate al wicked waies .

Washe my harte from malice , and clense me from my secrete synnes .

Clense me ( O holy father ) with the bloud of the newe Testament of thy welbeloued sonne , which hath loued vs , and washed vs with his bloud from our synnes , and hath redemed vs from al iniquitie .

Purifie my harte by the sanctification of thy spirite , & the sprinklyng of the bloud of thy sonne , from al filthines of sinne , and euil conscience .

O God almightie , be mercifull vnto me sinner : for thy glorious name sake , and remember my sinnes no longer .

For thou arte God , gracious and mercifull , and paciently dooest suffer vs : and wouldest that no man should perishe , but that all menne should returne to penaunce .

Make me , O Lord God , to retourne from my euill waies and wicked thougtes .

Remember not the synnes and abhominations of my youthe : accordyng to thy mercie , bee myndfull of me for thy goodnes sake O lorde .

Looke not vpon me with a greuous countenaunce : for there is no manne that dare speake for me .

Enter not into iudgemente with thy seruant , for if thou accuse me , I shall neuer bee quitte .

For if thou , o lorde , marke my synnes & iniquitie : who shall not fall before thee ?

This is certaine and sure that then in thy sight no man liuyng shal be iustified , seyng thou haste founde iniquitie euen in thy angels .

How muche rather in men , whiche is abhomination and filthinesse , and dwelleth in the earthly house of this bodie , and drinketh iniquitie as it were water ?

Who is clene from filthinesse when all be corrupted ? Truely not one : No though he haue liued but one daie on the yearthe : and though his Monethes maie bee easilie numbred .

Of a truthe there is no mortal manne , whiche hath not doen wickedly : nor there is any righteous on yearth , whiche doeth good and synneth not .

Yet bicause mercie is in thy hand ( O lorde ) although thou be dreadfull my hope is in thee , in whom my soule trusteth .

My soule looketh for thee , bicause mercie and plentifull redemption is with thee .

For this I knowe assuredly , that thou wilte not caste me awaie for euer : But although thou caste me awaie for my synnes a while , yet thou wilt haue mercie vpon me againe , accordyng to the multitude of thy mercies .

For thou ( O lorde ) are ●ull of pitie and mercie : and wilt not tourne thy face awaye from vs , if we will retour●e to thee .

Thou art our God , full of sweetenesse , veritie , and pacience , and disposest all thinges by mercie .

The fountaines of thy goodnes be euer full & flow ouer : thy grace neuer decaieth .

All thy waies be mercie● truth , to them that seke outthy couenaunt and testimonies .

How gentle and louyng the father is to his children , so gentle and louyng arte thou ( O lorde ) to them that fea●e thee , and for the haboundance of thy mercy , thou doe it pardon our infirmities .

Thou ●nowest thine own handie worke : thou remem●e●est what we are : thou seest that we are fleshe , and of no strength .

Thou hast not forgotten , that this worlde is ful of vnrighteousnesse and wickednesse : and that it is whollie set and bent on euill .

Yea neuerthelesse thou art mercifull , and full of grace , and like a mercifull lord , forbearest to punishe synners , when thei repente them self and returne from their sinnes .

Haue mercie vpon me ( O Lorde God my Sauiour for the glorie of thy name : And deliuer me , & forgiue me my synnes for thy names sake .

O righteous father , looke not straitly vpon the multitude of my synnes : but looke on the face of Iesu thy holie soonne , whiche beyng without synne , bare our synnes in his body on the free of the crosse .

Turne awaie thy face from my synnes : and putte out all my iniquities .

Make a cleane hart in me ( O God ) and renue me with a right spirite .

Caste me not awaie from thy presence , and take not thy holy spirite from me .

Giue me againe the comfort of thy helpe : and stablish me with thy mightie spirit .

Mollifie my harte , o lorde God , that I maie returne to thy pathes : for I haue wandered ouer long in the waie of errour .

Tourne me to thée , and I shal be tourned : for thou arte my maker : & I am the claye and worke of thy handes .

Turne not thy face awaie from me , nor goe not from thy seruaunt in thine anger .

Be my helper , and forsake me not , despise me not , O lorde , whiche art my GOD and my healthe . Amen .

The second Psalme for remission of synnes .

O Moste mightie God of Aungels and of men : whose iudgementes bée vnsearchable , & whose wisedome is profounde and depe

Heare the praiers of thy seruaunt : and cast not awaie the humble sutes of thy poore creature and handie worke .

For as long as I shal liue , I will speake vnto thee : and I will not hold my peace , so long as the breathe is in my bodie .

I doe tourne my soule vnto thee , and I set myne eyes directly vpon thee .

Let thyne anger bée tourned awaie from me I besech thee , and graunt , that I maie finde grace and fauoure in thy sight .

Accordyng to thy greatenesse of the merrie , forgiue me all my synnes .

Plucke me awaie from myne heinous offences : and heale my soule , whiche hath offended thee , make me free from the guilte of my transgression : for I acknowledge my iniquitie , and am sorie for my synnes .

I haue forsaken thy waie , and I , knowyng thy commaundementes , haue dooen all thinges contrary to them .

I haue broken the couenaunt that I made with thee : and haue despised to keepe thy lawe .

Uerely I haue synned against thee O lorde God , and the blemishe of my synne● bideth still with me , euen vnto this daie .

I haue forsaken , thee , O God my maker , and gone awaie from thee my sauiour , and haue rebelled againste thee , like the Ore that winceth , and striueth when he 〈◊〉 ●o yoked .

I haue h●●den●d my harte againste thee : and I haue lifted vp my necke proudly after 〈◊〉 .

● haue trusted in ●yes , and through de●eipte would not knowledge thee : but I haue folowed the l●udnesse of my harte .

My 〈◊〉 and arrogancie haue begiled me : and the fooli●● boldnesse of my harte , hath broughte me into desolate waies .

Myne own counsailes and aduises haue wroughte me these thynges : Suche is the malice and rebellion that possesseth the hartes of men .

My soule is ●ut from quietnesse and reste ▪ and I cannot thinke of any good thyng .

The yoke of my synnes is waxed verie heauie : it is lifted vp , and fastened aboute my necke .

Thou hast spoken to me , but I would not heare , thou haste called me , but I would not aunswere , I beleued not thy wordes , nor would abide thy counsaile .

I regarded not thy holie woorde : and I gaue not my mynde to thy saiynges .

Thou hast striken me , but I would not know the cause thereof : thou haste corrected me , but I would not take thy discipline .

I did not consider in my hart , that thou wouldest not forget my sinne and malice .

With my mouth and my lippes I glorified thee , but my harte was farre from thee

I hid my synne as Adam did : to the intent to haue my iniquitie vnknowen .

I asked counsaile of thy mouthe : and I would not folowe thy lawe .

I haue sinned before thine eyes ▪ and therefore my soule is made vnstable .

I forseke thee , whiche art the fountaine of continuall springyng waters : to the intent to bigge to my self muddie pittes , whiche haue no water .

In all these thinges , I am not retourned to thee : nor I haue not praied vnto thee , that I might leaue my wicked waies .

Se lorde , and behold , how vile I am made : al the beautie of my soule is perished and gone : In so muche that now I dare not in any wise beholde and looke vpon thee .

And there was no cause , why I should forsake thee , & vainly folowe vaine thinges .

Lorde haue mercie vpon me , and hear my praiers : for thou arte my God , and there is no sauiour besides thee .

Tourne awaie from me thy heauie displeasure : and destroye me not for my synnes of my youth .

I humbly beseche thee , O Lorde , forgiue me , forgiue me for thy excedyng mercy .

O Lorde God of hostes , if thou bée determined to saue , who can lette or resiste ? If thou stretche out thy hande , who shall turne thee awaie ?

Thou maiest doe to me as the potter doeth to his potte : for ( behold ) I am in thy hande as the claye is in his .

Amende me ( O lorde ) but in mercy , not in thine anger leaste thou vtterly consume me : make me to vnderstand and knowe how hurtful and deadly a thyng it is to forsake thee , my Lorde GOD , and to caste awaie from me , the feare of thee .

There is no man that can heale me , nor cure my plage : no man can deliuer me , ●ut thou , O lorde , whiche woundest & makest whole whiche strikeste , and healest againe .

My destruction cometh of my self : my helpe and saluation standeth onely in thee .

For none is like vnto thee thou art mightie : and greate is the name of thy strength .

Turne me to thée , o lorde , and I shall bee tourned : take awaie from me this synfull harte , that thy lawe maye bryng for the fruite in me .

Remember me Lorde , for thy goodnes sake : and for the great loue that thou bearest towardes me .

O lorde God , behold , thou hast made bothe heauen and yearth by thy greate might : and nothing is harde to thée .

Thou art that puissaunte and mightie , whose name is the lorde of hostes : great and marueilous in thy counsaill .

As sone as thou hast spoken the woorde , all thynges bee doen : assone as thou hast commaunded , thynges bee : and thy woorde returneth not to the voide , and without effect .

Thou , o lorde God , shewest mercie vnto all : for thou canst doe all : and thou makeste as though thou sawest not the synnes of men , bicause thei should doe penaunce , and amende their liues .

For thou louest all thynges that bee : and hateste nothing that thou haste made : for nothyng thou madest , or hast ordeined of any hatred .

Thou spareste and tenderest all men : for all thynges be thyne , and thou louest the soules of men .

Thou doest minister mercie , equitie , and iustice in the yearth : and therfore in these vertues thou greatly delitest

Truely ( O lorde ) thou art righteous and gracious , notwithstandyng I haue offended thee , transgressyng thy couenaunt , and trespassyng against thee .

O lorde , thou hast seen all my abhominations : looke on my cause , and consider , how vile and wretched I am : see and beholde my greate confusion .

In the tyme of reconciliation heare me , and in the daie of saluation haue mercie on me .

Be merciful vnto me , and haue mercie on me , whiche haue none other helpe but thee : whose will nothing can resist : when so euer thou doest purpose to saue .

Heare me , whiche am a wretche , makyng supplication vnto thee , make me to truste in thy name : and deliuer me by thy power .

Haue regarde to me from heauen , O Lorde , and looke downe from thy holie habitation : and from the throne of thy glory .

Destroy me not bicause of my iniquitie : but remember the sorowe and paine that I suffer .

Be not stil angrie with me ( o lorde ) forget all my sinnes and remember them no longer .

Let my praier ascende vp vnto thee : saie vnto my soule beholde I am come to thee , thy healthe & thy saluation .

The third Psalme for remission of synnes .

O God eternall , iuste , and holie : whiche kepest couenaunte and mercie , with them that loue thee , and kéepe thy commaundementes .

Loke at me , & haue mercy vpon me : for I haue trespassed againste thee : and dooen euill in thy sight .

Shewe foor the vppon me the tender affections of thy mercie , that thy seruaunte maie haue an harte to praye vnto thee .

I humbly make my praier before thy face , not trustyng in mine owne righteousnes , but in thy greate mercies .

For I am vncleane & filthie : and al my righteousnes is like a foule bloudy clo●te .

Unto thee , O lorde , be iustice , mercie , and pitie : but vnto me bee confusion and shame , for my iniquities .

Certainly euen from my beginnyng , I haue vsed my self proudly against thee , doyng wickedly , & ceasyng not .

O Lorde , thou haste redemed me , and yet I haue not ceased to offende thee , & my harte hath not been straight in thy sight .

Thou hast taught and instructed me , and stablished my power , and I haue been euill affected towardes thee , being like vnto a deceiptfull bowe .

My pride and presumption accuse me to my face , I am ouerthrowen in mine owne wickednesse : I doe seke thee ( O lorde ) I beseche thée , that I maie finde thee , thou arte separated from me : for I haue gredily folowed filthinesse .

Yet will I accuse myne owne synfull waies before thée , o lorde , vntill thou haue mercie vpon me , and receiue me againe into thy fauour .

God forbidde , that euer I should departe from thee again , and not diligently seke for thy promises .

I wil neuer hold my peace nor kéepe silence : vntill thou haue established that couenaunt with me , which thou haste made , and ordeined in tymes paste .

That is to saie , like as the iustice of a iuste man shall not deliuer or saue hym , what time soeuer he shall offende : so the wickednesse of a wicked man shall not hurt him , what tyme so euer he shall return from his wickednes .

In hope of this ( O Lorde God ) I will tarrie thy pleasure : for thou art good to them that trust in thee , and to the soule that seketh thee .

Thou kepest thy truth for euermore : and the woorde whiche issueth forthe of thy mouthe , shall not bee voide , and of none effecte .

Destroie me not , good lord , for my synnes : Nor reserue not eternall punishemente for me .

Open thyne eyes , and beholde the greatnesse of my paine , & my aff●iction : for my iniquitie is great in thy sight and my sinnes haue brought me into this trou●le .

Destroie me not vtterlie . nor leaue me in my synnes : for thou art God of mercie , and very gracious .

Execute not the punishement vpon me , whiche thou haddest purposed : doe to me accordyng to thy name ; although my defaultes and sinnes be many .

O lorde , thou art my God : and thy name hath been put vpō●e : leaue me not in the deepenesse of my troubles .

Thou haste chastised , and reformed many , and haste strengthened the weary handes , thy woordes haue set vp him that staggered : and thou haste made straight the croked knees .

Wherefore I will seeke thee ( O Lorde God ) whiche haste wrought greate thynges vnsearcheable and innumerable .

Thou haste taken vp the poore out of the duste , & hast exalted theim , whiche were obiectes ,

For thou doest deliuer the poore in his miserie , out of the straite and bottomelesse pit of tribulation : and out of the wide mouth of anguishe and affliction , into reste and quietnesse .

Thou art gracious & mercifull , for that thou sheweste mercie to them , whiche he not yet come into the world : and thou art very merciful to them whiche diligentely obserue , and keepe thy lawes : & thou doest paciently suffer sinners : giuing them time and place , wherby thei maie be chaunged from their malice .

Heare me poore wretche , makyng supplication vnto thee , for in thee , & thy name , I haue put my truste and affiaunce .

Take me thy seruaunt vnto thee , and make me good , and let me not be disapoineted of that I looke for .

Come again ( o lorde God ) and saue my soule : destroye me not , whom thou hast redeemed by thy great might , and power .

Loke not vpon the hardnes of my harte , nor vpon my sinnes : but like as thou hast many tymes shewed mercie , so nowe bee mercifull , and forgiue me .

Heare me ( O lorde ) and be pacified : regarde my praier , and dooe accordynge to thy greate name .

O Lorde , I looke to haue helpe and saluation from thée : and this is my daiely meditation , and exercise .

For thy mercies be great : & thy goodnes is inestimable .

Heare me nowe fauourably , and withholde thy mercies no longer from me .

In the waie of thy iudgementes , I will looke after thee : my soule desireth too magnifie thy name , and to haue thee in memorie .

Incline my hart to do thy commaundementes : and directe my waies euermore in thy sight .

Lette me neuer hereafter goe awaie from thy waies : nor leaue me not now in the deepenesse of my troubles .

Tourne not thyne eyes awaie from me : but teach me ( O lorde ) to doe those thynges , whiche are pleasaunt in thy sight .

Make a perpetuall league and couenaunt with me , that thou wilt put thy feare into my harte : that I neuer swarue from thee in all my life .

Withdrawe not thy goodnesse from me for euer , but kepe thy promise & fidelitie .

Be good vnto me with beneuoleuce & fauour : for thou art mercifull , and thy displesure continueth not for euer .

Remember me with fauour and kindnesse : and visite me with thy saluation .

I knowe ( O Lorde God ) that thou arte gracious and mercifull , pacient , & of great mercifulnesse .

Thou art good and mercifull , thou kéepest couenaunt and mercy with thy seruauntes , which walke before thée in their whole harte .

There is none other God but thou , whiche regardeste and carest for all .

For thou haste been euer very mercifull to me : deliuering my soule from the depe helle .

Let thy goodnesse ( o lorde ) bee euer with me , for all my wealth resteth onely in thee .

In the tyme of tribulation I call vpon thée ( O lorde ) for thou art nigh vnto them which call vpon thy holy name .

Succoure me ( O God ) and looke merily vpon me : shew me the lighte of thy countenaunce : in thee my soule trusteth , and my hart reioyceth

Let my praier come vnto thy throne : bowe doun thine eare vnto my crie .

Heare me now beyng penitent , O lorde , whom thou hast hitherto paciently suffered : to the intent I should repent , and amende my life .

O God , I haue opened vnto thee my life : Saue me for thy names sake : For my trust is in thee .

What care I for worldlie thynges : this one thing onely I neede and desire , that I maie finde grace and fauour in thy sight .

Wherefore I beseche thée O lorde God , take awaie from me this pain and sorowe : or at leaste wise mitigate & asswage it , either by comfort , or by counsaile , or by what meanes so euer it shall bee seen good to thee .

¶ The fowerth Psalme is a complaint of a penitent sinner , which is sore troubled & ouercome with synne .

O Lorde GOD mercifull and pacient : & of muche mercifulnesse and truthe .

Which for thy aboundant charitie , and according to thy greate mercie , hast taken vs out from the power of darknesse : and haste saued vs by the fountaine of regeneration and newe birth , and the renuyng of the holie ghoste : whom thou hast shed vpon vs aboundantly by Iesu Christ our sauiour .

If I haue found grace and fauour in thy sighte : Suffer me to speake a woorde vnto thee : and bee not displeased with me .

Why doest thou euer forgette me : and leauest me in the middes of my troubles , and euilles ?

Where is become thy zeale and thy strength ? Where is the multitude of thy tender affections : & of thy mercies ?

O lorde , maie not he whiche is fallen , rise vp againe ? or maie not he , whiche hath gone awaie from thée , returne to thee againe ?

Shall my sorowe euer indure ? Shall my wounde bée vncurable and neuer healed .

How commeth it to passe , that I tourne still awaie from thee ? my synne daily increaseth , and of my self I cannot retourne .

In as muche as it is not giuen to manne to direct his own waies : neither to make perfect his own procedinges .

For in thy hand is the life of euery liuyng thyng : and the spirit also of euery man .

Thou shewest thy mercie to whom thou wilte : and thou art gracious to them , whom thou fauourest .

Thou doest kill , and thou doest quicken : Thou leadest doune to hell gate , and bryngest vp againe .

Thy iyes beholde the wayes of euery man : and thou searchest the hartes of men .

There is no place so secret or darcke , wherein synners may hide them selues from thée .

Nor any man may so lurke and hide hym self in caues , but thou shalt se hym , which doest fulfill both heauen and yearth in euery parte .

Why hast thou cast me awaie from thy presence ? and takest me for thy enemie ?

Why hast thou laied vpon my head the heauie waight of my sinnes seyng no man is able to beare thy displeasure

What meaneth it , that thou sheweste thy power against a wretche ? Why destroyest thou me for the sinnes of my youth ?

If I haue sinned , what shal I 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 thee : & if my sinnes be increased , what shall I doe ?

If I doe iustly , what shall I giue to thee ? or what shall thou receiue at my hande ?

My wickednesse shal hurt myself : and my rightousnes shall profite me .

The life of man is a temptation vpon the yeare ●●and if I haue synne● as all men haue what mai● I 〈◊〉

Shall any man bee founde cleane , and without 〈◊〉 fore thee ? or shall 〈…〉 without default in his dides

How maie ● mor● all man 〈◊〉 pu●e from spirite 〈◊〉 sight ? 〈◊〉 how maie he , which is borne of a woman , ●ee righteous .

Remember ( O lorde ) I beseche thee , that thou haste made me of the yearth : and that thou shalte br●ng me againe into the dust of death .

My daies passe and vanish awaie like smoke : thei waist daily , there is no tarriyng .

My life flieth awaie as the wynde : and considereth not that whiche is good .

I 〈◊〉 but lately ●orne into thi● worlde , and shortly I shal be taken away hence by death , I neuer continue still in one state .

The daies of my life bee fewe , and shorte : thou haste appoincted an ende , which I shall not passe .

Naked and bare I came out of my mothers wombe : and naked and bare I shall retourne againe : Tuely all men liuyng are vanitie .

Haue pitie , o lorde , on them that are in miserie : & despise not the workes of thy handes

Though we sinn● : yet are we vnder thée : for we know thy power and strength : and if we synne not , then are we sure that thou regardest vs .

Cease thy indignation ( O lorde ) and turne it from me : and caste all my synnes behinde thy backe .

Take awaie thy plagues from me : for thy punishment hath made me bothe feeble , and fainte .

For when thou chastisest a manne for his sinnes , thou causest him by and by to consume and pine awaie .

Whatsoeuer is delectable in hym , perisheth like vnto the clothe that is eaten with Mothes .

Would God I had one to defende me a while , vntill thy anger were tourned awaie : or that thou wouldest set me a tyme , in the whiche thou wouldest remember me .

I am cleane caste awaie from thy presence : shall I neuer hereafter se thy face again● ▪

Behold , I haue opened the griefes of my soule : the daies or my sorowes hau● taken me

The fl●uddes of tri●ulation compasse me rounde about : and the ●reaures of thy fury renne ouer me .

And I crie ▪ vnto thee ( O lorde God ) but thou heareste me not : I aske mercie : but thou reie●test my praiers .

Why thrustest thou doun 〈◊〉 wretche from thy presence ? or why forsakest thou me so long tyme ?

Why takest thou not away my iniquitie ? And why puttest thou not awaie the wickednesse of my harte ?

Arise , and tarry no longer ( O Lorde ) arise , and ●eie●●e me not for euer .

Haue me in remembrance I beseche thée : for I thro●ghly tremble & shake for feare .

Yet I will not holde my tonge ▪ but crie still vnto thée with a mournyng & an heauie harte .

Tourne awaie the stroke of thy vengeaunce from me : bryng my minde out of troubles into rest .

I am here no longer continewer , but a pilgrime and a straunger , as all other mortall men be .

And what ●s man , that thou shoulde●● be● angerie with him ? Or what is mankinde , that thou shouldest be so heauie Lorde vnto vs ?

What , witte thou bryng folowe vpon sorowe ? I pant for paine , and finde no reste .

My sorowe greeueth me when I should eate & sodain fighes ouer whelme my hart

I am as if my bones were all to broken , when I heare myne enemies raile vpon me and saie to me daie by daie , where is thy God●

Why tournest thou thy face awaie from these thinges ( O Lorde ? ) Why hast thou no regarde of my trouble ?

I earnestly ●ake my prayers daiely 〈◊〉 thy sight and the heauinesse of my hart ▪ I doe shewe vnto thee .

My spirite is carefull , and troubled within me : and desperation hath entered into my harte .

Is it thy pleasure , O lorde GOD , to caste awaie thyne owne handie worke ?

Deliuer my soule from corruption , and my life from euerlastyng darkenesse .

What auaileth it me , that euer I was borne , if thou caste me straight into damnation ? seyng that she deade shall not praise thee : nor any of theim whiche goe doune to helle .

I haue synned , what shall I doe to thee ? why hast thou putte me to bee contrarie to thee ? I am wearie of myne owne self .

Why searcheste thou out my sinnes so narrowly : when there is no man that can take out of thy hande ?

If ● would say that I wer rightous and without sinne : then thou mightest worthily condemne me to the fire , prepared for the Deuill and his angelles .

But I confesse , that I am a synner , and I dooe humble my harte in thy sight .

Surely if any man would stande with thee in iudgement , he shall not be able to answere one word to a thousande thynges ; wherewith thou mightest charge hym .

This maketh me to feare all my deedes : knowing that thou spareste not hym that offendeth .

If I loke vpon thy power , O how mightie and stronge thou art , if I shall cal for iudgemente , who shall defende my matter , or speak for me ?

To thée , O lorde , I cal and crie : to thée my God , I make myne humble sute .

Tourne awaie thyne anger from me : That I maye knowe that thou arte more mercifull vnto me , then my synnes deserue .

What is my strength , that I maie indure ? Or what is the ende of my trouble , that my soule maie paciently abide it ?

My strength is not a stonie strength : and my flesh is not made of brasse .

There is no helpe in my selfe and my strength fleeth awaie from me .

Although thou hide these thynges in thyne harte : yet I knowe , that thou wilt remember me at length .

For thou art true and iust O lorde God , thou doest not condemne vniustly : whiche rewardest man , accordyng to his deserte● .

All this is come vnto me , bicause I haue forgotten thée , and not vsed my self truely in thy testament .

My hart hath turned backwarde : and I hau● followed the desires of my fleshe .

And thou hast surely knowen thi● thing : which ●nowest the s●cretes of the hart

Laie not againste me ( O lord ) the sinnes of my youth : nor haue in remembraunce ●yne olde iniuries dooen against thee .

Daily sorowe ouercometh me : and sa●nesse possesseth my harte .

I looke after peace , but I can not haue it : I looke for a tyme of health , but my grief continueth still .

When the tyme of thyne anger is past , let mercy come yet am I vnhappy more and more .

Woe and alas that euer I synned : My harte therefore mourneth & is sad , all mirth and ioye be banished from me .

How am I wasted ? How miserably am I confounded ? bicause I haue forsaken , and caste awaie thy lawe .

Death hath ascended vp by the windowes : pearcyng the inwarde partes of my hart .

When I daily , one while in use secretly with my self , an other while with loude voice crie out and complain : the meane tym● 〈◊〉 draweth nere to the pitte .

Who shall giue me place to reste in from all my griefes and troubles ? And I will forsake all men , and get me awaie from them .

Who shal giue me water to my heade , and a fountaine of teares to myne iyes ? that I maie bewaile my synnes bothe night and daie .

And I will looke for hym , whiche maie saue me : and deliuer me from the wrathe to come .

I haue no trust neither in life nor death : but I feare thy iudgement , o lorde , & the paines prepared for wicked sinners .

The feare of my sinne maketh me carefull : & the burdein of my conscience oppresseth me sore .

O God , whiche tenderly louest mankinde , & art most rightful iudge : spare me now I beseche thée , and shewe me some fauour while tyme is .

Forgiue that which I feare putte awaie that whiche I dread : before I depart hence , and shall not returne again .

My synnes do vexe & trouble me sore : thei be so greate that none can be greater .

Alas my fal , alas my miserie , alas the grief of my plague and stroke : certainly my syn is the cause of all this , and so I will take and suffer it .