(11)
Nunquid sicut dies hominis dies tui et anni tui sicut humana sunt tempora?
Whether thy dayes, lord, be syke
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As mennys dayes, that dwellen here, [folio 11a]
Or thy yeres be ought lyke
To the tymes of mannes yere?
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That day a man ys fresshe and fryke,
And sheweth forth a gladsom chere;
But to-morow he wexeth syke,
And haply borne forthe on a bere.
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Thus mannes tyme ys in a were;
But thy tyme stondeth in oo degre.
Therfore, I pray in thys manere:
Lorde, Parce michi, domine.
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(12)
Vt queras iniquitatem meam, et peccatum meum scruteris, et scias quia nichil impium fecerim, cum sit nemo qui de manu tua possit eruere.
ffor to seche my wyckednesse,
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And for suche thus all my synne,
Me thynketh hit commeth of grete hardnes,
With me, lorde, so to begynne.
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Shewe thow forth thy grete goodnes,
And thyne hardshyp vp thow pynne.
Thynke opon the brytylnesse
That alwey worcheth me withynne.
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And sythen I may nat fro the twyn,
Ne from thyne hande warysshed be,
Though I offende more or mynne,
Euer Parce michi, domine.
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(13)
Manus tue fecerunt me, et plasmauerunt me totum in circuitu, et sic repente precipitas me.
Thyne handes, lorde, haue made me,
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And formed me in shape of man,
And me thow settest in degre
Of grete nobley after than.
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