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Giovanni Croce
(c.1557 - 1609)

Listen O Lord unto my prostrate prayer
(S.S.A.T.T.B. (or S.A.A.T.T.B.))
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Listen O Lord unto my prostrate prayer
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Croce's Sette sonetti penitentiali were first published in 1597. They arrived in England a decade later as "Musica Sacra: to Six Voyces. Composed in the Italian tongue by GIOVANNI CROCE. Newly Englished. In London Printed by Thomas Este, the assigne of William Barley. 1608." This edition is offered at original pitch for S.S.A.T.T.B. or transposed down a fourth for S.A.A.T.T.B.
Lyrics: Psalm 143' paraphrased in sonnet by Francesco Bembo,
english'd by R.H.
Listen O Lord unto my prostrate prayer,
Nor into judgement with thy servant enter:
For who is just? The foul infernal tempter
Pursues my soul with terrors of despair.
My heart's all inly vexed, yet I applied me
To weigh thy works, thy wonders I observed,
But to thy mercy the chief place reserved;
Then shew my sin, and in thy service guide me.
Succour me Lord, save me with expedition;
My spirit fainteth: therefore mine affection,
My mind, my soul, I lift (with all submission)
To thee my Lord, my God, and my protection:
Draw me from danger, under thy tuition,
For I thy servant am by thine election.
Listen O Lord unto my prostrate prayer,
Nor into judgement with thy servant enter:
For who is just? The foul infernal tempter
Pursues my soul with terrors of despair.
My heart's all inly vexed, yet I applied me
To weigh thy works, thy wonders I observed,
But to thy mercy the chief place reserved;
Then shew my sin, and in thy service guide me.
Succour me Lord, save me with expedition;
My spirit fainteth: therefore mine affection,
My mind, my soul, I lift (with all submission)
To thee my Lord, my God, and my protection:
Draw me from danger, under thy tuition,
For I thy servant am by thine election.