I am the fruit of Adam’s hands.
Through sinne locked in Sathans bands:
Destined to death, the childe of ire,
A flaming brand of infernal fire.
Borne I was naked and bare,
And spend my time in sorrow and care:
And shall returne unto the dust,
And be deprived of carnal lust.
Yet thou Father didst Jesus send,
To pardon them that did offend.
We laude thee in the work of might,
That we be blessed in thy sight.
The Hymne or praier to the Sonne of God
The beamy sun large light doth give, and chase away the night:
So bless us with Thy benefits, endue us with Thy Spirit.
Sweet dews from heaven to earth God grant, of peace and quiet mind,
That we may serve the living God, as His statutes do bind.
O mighty Lord our help at need, drive far away the fiend:
That sin nor hell do us molest, when as our lives shall eend.
Thou art the everlasting day, which shinst in every place:
And feedest every living wight, with plenteous gifts of grace.
Into Thy heavenly hands, dear God, my spirit I do commend;
This day from Son and Satan’s power, thy servant to defend.
We laud Thee Father for Thy Grace,
We praise the Son which made us free:
We thank the Holy Spirit for our solace,
Which is one God and Persons three.
The Hymne of our redemption by Christ
Praise we our Father lovingly, which gently us preserved:
When we forsook Him wretchedly, and death by sin deserved.
His mercy was so bounteous, that though we from Him fell:
Freely in Christ He pardoned us, and us redeemed from hell.
Glory be to the Trinity, the Father, Son and Spirit living:
Which art one God and Persons three, to whom be praise without ending, Amen
Lady Elizabeth Tyrwhit c1548-1582
Best wishes to you always.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.