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A custodia matutina usque ad noctem, speret Israel in Domino.
Fro þe morn ward into þe nyȝt
Lete Israel triste in God and trowen.
Israel bitokeneþ ech a wiȝt
That God schal se and goostly knowen.
To þis ech Cristen man haþ riȝt,
Þat wole his strengþe wel bistowen;
He may be sikir, as God haþ hiȝt,
That heuene blisse schal be his owne.
Lete Israel triste in God and trowen.
Israel bitokeneþ ech a wiȝt
That God schal se and goostly knowen.
To þis ech Cristen man haþ riȝt,
Þat wole his strengþe wel bistowen;
He may be sikir, as God haþ hiȝt,
That heuene blisse schal be his owne.
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