Chapter 11
_R._ And my mouth shall shew forth Thy praise.
_V._ O G.o.d, make speed to save me.
_R._ O Lord, make hast to help me. 45 _V._ Glory be to, &c.
_R._ As it was in the, &c.
THE HYMN.
The early Prime blushes to say She could not rise so soon, as they Call'd Pilat vp; to try if he 50 Could lend them any cruelty.
Their hands with lashes arm'd, their toungs with lyes And loathsom spittle, blott those beauteous eyes, The blissfull springs of ioy; from whose all-chearing ray The fair starrs fill their wakefull fires, the sun him- self drinks day. 55
_The Antiphona._
Victorious sign That now dost s.h.i.+ne, Transcrib'd aboue Into the land of light and loue; O let vs twine 60 Our rootes with thine, That we may rise Vpon thy wings, and reach the skyes.
_The Versicle._
Lo, we adore Thee, Dread Lamb! and fall 65 Thus low before Thee.
_The Responsor._
'Cause by the couenant of Thy crosse Thou hast sau'd at once the whole World's losse.
_The Prayer._
O LORD IESV-CHRIST, Son of the liuing G.o.d!
interpose, I pray Thee, Thine Own pretious death, 70 Thy crosse and pa.s.sion, betwixt my soul and Thy iudgment, now and in the hour of my death. And vouchsafe to graunt vnto me Thy grace and mercy; vnto all quick and dead, remission and rest; to Thy Church, peace and concord; to vs sinners, 75 life and glory euerlasting. Who liuest and reignest
THE THIRD.
_The Versicle._
Lord, by Thy sweet and sauing sign,
_The Responsor._
Defend vs from our foes and Thine. 80 _V._ Thou shalt open my lips, O Lord.
_R._ And my mouth shall shew forth Thy praise.
_V._ O G.o.d, make speed to save me.
_R._ O Lord, make hast to help me.
_V._ Glory be to, &c. 85 _R._ As it was in the, &c.
THE HYMN.
The third hour's deafen'd with the cry Of crucify Him, crucify.
So goes the vote (nor ask them, why?), Liue Barabbas! and let G.o.d dy. 90 But there is witt in wrath, and they will try A hail more cruell then their crucify.
For while in sport He weares a spitefull crown The serious showres along His decent Face run sadly down.
_The Antiphona._
Christ when He dy'd 95 Deceiu'd the Crosse; And on Death's side Threw all the losse.
The captiue World awak't and found The prisoners loose, the iaylor bound. 100
_The Versicle._
Lo, we adore Thee, Dread LAMB, and fall Thus low before Thee.
_The Responsor._
'Cause by the couenant of Thy crosse Thou hast sau'd at once the whole World's losse. 105
_The Prayer._
O Lord IESV-CHRIST, Son of the liuing G.o.d!
interpose, I pray Thee, Thine Own pretious death, Thy crosse and pa.s.sion, betwixt my soul and Thy iudgment, now and in the hour of my death. And vouchsafe to graunt vnto me Thy grace and mercy; 110 vnto all quick and dead, remission and rest; to Thy Church, peace and concord; to vs sinners, life and glory everlasting. Who liuest and reignest with the Father, in the vnity of the Holy Ghost, one G.o.d, world without end. Amen. 115
THE SIXT.
_The Versicle._
Lord, by Thy sweet and sauing sign!
_The Responsor._
Defend vs from our foes and Thine.
_V._ Thou shalt open my lips, O Lord.
_R._ And my mouth shall shew forth Thy praise.
_V._ O G.o.d, make speed to save me! 120
_R._ O Lord, make hast to help me!
_V._ Glory be to, &c.