"A thanksgiving for the deliverance of the whole estate from the late conspiracy." A consort song written to celebrate the frustration of the Gunpowder Plot, 1605. Published in An Howres Recreation in Musicke, London, 1606, and (according to the frontispiece) "framed for the delight of gentlemen and others which are well affected to that quality; all for the most part with two trebles necessary for such as teach in private families".

The current edition includes the separate string (originally viol) parts together with a keyboard reduction of those parts for practice purposes.

Lyrics: Anon

The sacred quire of angels sings
The praises of the living Lord,
That is the God and King of kings,
Protecting those that keep his word.
O well of grace, O spring of life
To those that thirst thy truth to taste;
But unto them that live in strife
A terror that will ever last.
'Tis thou, O Lord, through strength of thy right hand alone,
That Satan's secrets hast reveal'd, and bloody treasons overthrown.

We'll tune our voices to the lute
And instruments of sweetest sound;
No tongue shall in thy praise be mute,
That dost thy foes and ours confound;
Who hast preserv'd our king and state
From ruin that was near at hand;
While all good men rejoice thereat
Thy will no power can withstand.
Tis thou, O Lord, through strength of thy right hand alone,
That Satan's secrets hast reveal'd, and bloody treasons overthrown.