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CLXII. Fili Marie uirginis,
Succurre nobis miseris.
1
O sweete Ihesu so meke and mylde,Fili Marie virginis,
Fro blysse thatt we be notte exylde,
Succurre nobis miseris.
2
We scholde be lost for oure offense,Set tue matris meritis,
As thou art lorde of indulgense,
Succurre nobis miseris.
3
Oure sowlys made to thi likenesseNatura nostra fragilis;
Therfore in oure gostly sikenesse
Succurre nobis miseris.
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4
Vppon a tre thou madist us freEffusione sanguinis;
Therfore alle we, lorde, besiche the,
Succurre nobis miseris.
5
Thoughe with the filthe we be infectePrimi parentis criminis,
Fro blysse thatte we be not reiecte,
Succurre nobis miseris.
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