sticke fast in a most filthie and deepe puddle of iniquitie, therein she lieth drowned ouer head and eares, and stretcheth out her hand, O Lord vnto thee: alas, pluck her out of it, O Lord, and set her againe into the way of sal∣uation. Saue her, O Lord, for she con∣iureth thee therunto, by thine infinite goodnesse, and incredible mercy. True it is, O Lord, that she no whit deser∣ueth the same, neither oughteth she to hope for any helpe at his hand, whom she hath so cowardly forsaken, against whose honour she hath so wic∣kedly conspired: the reward of whose sinne deserueth no fauour, but hell fier and eternall death.
5 But who, O Lord, shall sing thy praises, and sound thy name in the infernall pit; and in the bottomlesse depth of death? For it is the house of sorrow, for there is nothing heard and seene, but howling & torments, where contrariwise, thy praise consisteth one∣ly in setting forth of thine infinit mer∣cy, goodnesse and clemencie.
6 And besides, behold on the one side, how humble repentance maketh intercession for me, and hath sworne