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O Most mercyf••ll God, o fa∣ther of al mercy the father of our Lorde Iesus Christ, be mercyful to me a synuer, haue pytie on me, and quyckely helpe me poore wretche for thy mooste bytter and moost precious passion and deathe
of Iesus Chryste thy onely begoten sonne and oure onely redemer and sauyoure. Amen. Entre not into Iudgemente wyth thy seruaunte, o Lorde handle me not accordynge to my deserues and merites, neyther rewarde me after myne iniquytie but for thyne infynite and vnme∣surable bounte and excedyng great mercy receyue me. I miserable and weake creature am in thy hande, I am thy bonde seruaunte and thy debter. O most gentle God, o moste fauorable Father, forsake me not, cast me not away pore wretche that I am, I am thyn wyth al that euer I can make. Noman is able to con∣firme me, noman is able to delyuer me, nomā is able to helpe me, but y• alone. Thou art the true helper in aduersite, y•are the moste sure & pre∣sent cōfort iu al necessite, y• alone art our helpe, our buluarke, our fortre∣sse, & our most mighty & stronly de∣fence
fence towre, y• o god, art our refuge, thou art our strenght, thou art our helper in al our tribulatiōs: In the o Lord, do I trust, let me not be cō∣foūded, let me neuer be put to shame let me not be deceyued of my hope, but preserue me for thyn righteous∣nes. Bow down thin eare vnto me, make hast to deliuer me. Be my de∣fēder, o god, & my strong holde that thou maist saue me: for thou art my strength & my refuge, yea y• arte my god, & my destenies ar in thy hādes Lightē thy coūtenaūs vpō thy ser∣uaūt, saue me for thy mercyes sake, o Lorde. And forasmuche (o swete Father) as it is thy godly pleasure to call me from thys myserable lyfe and wretched worlde, I moost enti∣erly beseche the so to defende me in thys agonye of deathe, that Satan nor his ministers preuayle against me, but that I contynue faythfull and constante vnto the ende in the
confession of thy holy name, lokyng for full remyssyon of all my synnes in the precyons bloude of thy wel∣beloued sonne and my sauyour Ie∣sus Christe, and that I departynge in this fayth and perfecte trust may be placed emong thy blessed saintes and heauēly spirites, so for euer to remayne wy••h the in glory. Graunt this o most mercyfull father for thy son Iesus Christes sake. Lorde re∣cyue my spirite. Father into thy hā∣des I commend my spyrit: for thou that arte the God of truth haste re∣demed me. To the be all glory and honoure.