 | The Wheatley Manuscript |  |
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Tu es refugium meum a tribulacione que circumdedit me; exultacio mea, erue me a circumd[antibus me].
Thow art my refute in my wo
That hath envyrounde me aboute;
[Mi ioye, delyvere me of thoo
That me biclippyn al aboute!]
The feendes fleen to and fro
To dampne me, this is no dowte;
But, Lord, when I schal hennys goo,
Kepe me fro that rewly rowte!
That hath envyrounde me aboute;
[Mi ioye, delyvere me of thoo
That me biclippyn al aboute!]
The feendes fleen to and fro
To dampne me, this is no dowte;
But, Lord, when I schal hennys goo,
Kepe me fro that rewly rowte!
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