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Thomas Campion

The first Booke of Ayres



1   Sing a song of ioy,
      Prayse our God with mirth :
His flocke who can destroy ?
Is hee not Lord of heau'n and earth ?

2   Sing wee then secure,
      Tuning well our strings :
With voyce as Eccho pure
Letvs renowne the King of Kings.

3   First who taught the day
      From the East to rise :
Whom doth the Sunne obey
When in the Seas his glory dyes ?

4   Hee the Starres directs,
      That in order stand :
Who heau'n and earth protects,
But hee that fram'd them with his hand ?

5   Angels round attend,
      Wayting on his will :
Arm'd millions hee doth send,
To ayde the good, or plague the ill.

6   All that dread his Name,
      And his Hests obserue,
His arme will shield from shame,
Their steps from truth shall neuer swerue.

7   Let vs then reioyce,
      Sounding loud his prayse :
So will hee heare our voyce,
And blesse on earth our peacefull dayes.


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