In this trembling shadow cast

In this trembling shadow, cast
From those boughes which thy winds shake
Farre from humane troubles plac’d
Songs to the Lord would I make
Darknesse from my minde then take
For thy rites none may begin
Till they feele thy light within

As I sing, sweete flowers Ile strow
From the fruitfull vallies brought:
Praising him by whom they grow
Him that heaven and earth hath wrought
Him that all things framde of nought
Him that all for man did make
But made man for his owne sake

Musicke all thy sweetnesse lend
While of his high power I speake
On whom all powers еlse depend
But my brеst is now too weake
Trumpets shrill the ayre should breake
All in vaine my sounds I raise
Boundlesse power askes boundlesse praise