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¶ My trespas moche arn blamed.
Bote repentaunce be mendement,
Byfore þe, y drede, y am aschamed.
Whenne þou comest to iugement,
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Þat weren wylde, mon be tamed,
Al wopen of wraþþe mon be brent;
In bok of lyf þo þat be named,
To ioye of heuene mon be sent.
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¶ Almyȝty god, lord, me ȝeme,
In thy mercy þou me lede.
Whenne my soule is boden out fleme,
Helpe me, lord, atte al my nede.
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Whenne þou al þe world shal deme,
Dampne me noȝt after my dede.
Whenne þat angels blowen here beme,
Þenne alle folk may haue gret drede.
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¶ From worldis worschipe y am shoue,
And broȝt abas from al astat.
My skyn is cloþed al on roue,
In pouerte and peyne my wyt is mat.
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Lord, chastice me wiþ ȝerd of loue,
Þouȝ y haue seruyd þe swerd of hat.
Wherto wyltou þy maystry proue,
Wiþ suchon as I to make debat?
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Lectio quarta: Quantas habeo.
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¶ Als many wykkednesse and trespas
And synnes withoute noumbre mo
Shew me; why hydest þy fas
fro me, and demest me þy fo?
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Lord, þenkes þe solace
This turment, and do me wo?
A drope of thy mercie of oyle of grace,
Lord, graunte me er y go.
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