First book of ayres

Author of light, The man of life upright, Where are all thy beauties now, Out of my soul´s depth, View me lord a work of thrine, Bravely deck´d come forth brigth day, To music bent is my retired mind, Tune thy music to thy heart, Most sweet and pleasing are thy ways, Wise men patience never want, Never weather beather sail, Lift up to heav´n sad wretch thy heavy sprite, Lo when back mine eye pilgrim like I cast, As by the streams of babylon, Sing a song of joy, Awake awake thou heavy sprite, Come cheerful day, Seek the lord, Lighten heavy thy sprite, Jack and Joan, All looks be pale