Content
- Behold now praise the Lord (S (or A) S (or A) TBB)
- But yet it seems (SSAB)
- Can I abide this prancing? (SSATB)
- Earth’s but a point (SSATB)
- For Lust is frail (SSATB)
- He only can behold (SSAB)
- Her eyes like angels (SSATB)
- I can no more but hope (SSAB)
- In hope a King (SSAB)
- My prime of youth (SSAB)
- O heavy heart (SSAB)
- O Lord bow down thine ear (SATTB)
- Rest with yourselves (SSATB)
- Shall I abide this jesting (SSATB)
- The man upright of life (SSAB)
- The sacred choir of angels (SATBB)
- The Spring is past (SSAB)
- The stately stag (SSATB)
- The sturdy rock (SSATB)
- There is a garden in her face (SSATB)
- Those cherries fairly do enclose (SSATB)
- Though Wit bids Will (SSAB)
- What if a day (SSATB)
- Who loves this life (SSAB)