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113. The Lord is Risen from Death to Life
Off the Resurrectioun.
Thow that in prayeris hes bene lent
In prayaris and in abstinance,
ffor thy trespassis penitent,
Confessit and cleyne of all offence,
Ris with þe Lambe of Innocence
To den þat did þe dragoun drif
This day, with hie mangnificence.
The Lord Is rissin fra deth to Life.
In prayaris and in abstinance,
ffor thy trespassis penitent,
Confessit and cleyne of all offence,
Ris with þe Lambe of Innocence
To den þat did þe dragoun drif
This day, with hie mangnificence.
The Lord Is rissin fra deth to Life.
The sing triumpand of þe croce
Schew, to confound þe feindis feid,
And quhen he fechtis with maist force,
With confessioun hald doun his heid.
Ris with thy ransonar fra dede,
And the of all þi synnis schrife.
Thow Rew apoun his woundis reid,
That for þe deit and rais on Live.
Schew, to confound þe feindis feid,
And quhen he fechtis with maist force,
With confessioun hald doun his heid.
Ris with thy ransonar fra dede,
And the of all þi synnis schrife.
Thow Rew apoun his woundis reid,
That for þe deit and rais on Live.
And þou þat art in hert so dour
That nocht for his gret passioun growis,
Behald þi meik, sueit Saluiour,
The to enbrace, how þat he bowis.
Se how he mertirit wes with Iowis
And how he stud for þe in strif.
Hes he þi lufe, all he allowis
That for þe deit and Rais on live.
That nocht for his gret passioun growis,
Behald þi meik, sueit Saluiour,
The to enbrace, how þat he bowis.
Se how he mertirit wes with Iowis
And how he stud for þe in strif.
Hes he þi lufe, all he allowis
That for þe deit and Rais on live.
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And þou þat art in errour dirkit,
ffollow thy Lord—the way Is plane—
And off his futsteppis be nocht Irkit
That tuke þi gidschip with sic pane.
Quhen þow gois wrang, returne agane
And with þi ransoner rewife.
Lang in syn þou ly not plane,
Bot Ris with him fra ded to life.
ffollow thy Lord—the way Is plane—
And off his futsteppis be nocht Irkit
That tuke þi gidschip with sic pane.
Quhen þow gois wrang, returne agane
And with þi ransoner rewife.
Lang in syn þou ly not plane,
Bot Ris with him fra ded to life.
O man, þat wes in syn disparit
Tak now gude hope and haue contricioun.
ffor [þow] þat Rebell was declarit
Hes of þi realmes Restitucioun;
Now blindit Is þi Inhibitioun
With the blud of cristis woundis five,
And seillit agane Is thy remissioun,
To Ris with him fra ded to life.
Tak now gude hope and haue contricioun.
ffor [þow] þat Rebell was declarit
Hes of þi realmes Restitucioun;
Now blindit Is þi Inhibitioun
With the blud of cristis woundis five,
And seillit agane Is thy remissioun,
To Ris with him fra ded to life.
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