The Works of William Herebert, OFM

Poem 5: Libera me, Domine; Fol. 206v

Louerd, shyld me vrom helle deth at þylke gryslich stounde,
When heuene and œrþe shulle quake and al þat ys on grounde,
When þou shalt demen al wyth fur þat ys on œrþe yuounde.
Ich am ouergard agast and quake al in my speche
Aȝa þe day of rykenyng and þylke gryslych wreche:

When heuene and œrþe shulle quake and al þat ys on grounde.
Þat day ys day of wreþthe, of wo and soroufolnesse;
Þat day shal bœ þe grete day, and vol of bytternesse:

When þou shalt demen al wyth fur þat ys on œrþe yuounde.
Þylke reste, þat euer last, Louerd, þou hœm sende,
And lyht of hœuene blysse hœm shyne wythouten ende:

Crist shyld me vrom deth endeles, etc.
What, ich uol of wrechenesse, hou shal ich take opon,
When ich no gód ne bringe touore þe domes mon?