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XLIX. Amende we vs, while we haue space,
For why nowe is the tyme of grace.
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That holy clerke, seint Augustyne,Seith, now is tyme for to inclyne
To vertue and synne to resyne,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
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Now, while we lyve, to do penaunceIt is oure soules to avaunce
And into blisse for to enhaunce,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
3
Are we departe this worlde fro,Oure soules we may save fro woo;
Whenne we be gone, we may not so,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
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Do we so now, while we here be,In worde and dede, that we may see
Almyghty god in mageste,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
5
In wille, in dede, in worde and thoughtAxe we hym grace, that vs hath bought,
Ayenst his wille that we haue wrought,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
6
Criste, that ay was, shall be and is,Graunte vs forgeuenes of oure mys
And graunte vs grace to dwell in blis,
For why now is the tyme of grace.
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