[XXII. O Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy seruant not subdew]
O Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy
seruant not subdew
O Lord my God, let flesh and bloud thy
seruant not subdew, nor let the world deceiue
me, with his glory most vntrue, vntrue, let not O Lord,
O myghty God, let not thy mortall foe, let not the seend, let
not the fende with all his craft, with all his craft, thy seruant, ouerthrow:
But to resist, but to resist, giue fortitude, giue patience
to endure, giue Constancye, that alwaies thine I may perseuer
sure, I may perseuer sure, perseuer
sure, perseuer sure, I may perseuer sure, perseuer sure.
