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33. Aspice Mitissime Conditor.
Þu þad madist alle þinc,
mi suete fadir, hewene kinc,
Bi-sue to me þad am þi sone,
þad for monkine habe fles ynomin.
mi suete fadir, hewene kinc,
Bi-sue to me þad am þi sone,
þad for monkine habe fles ynomin.
Mi wite breste, suene & brit,
blodi is min side rist
& min licam on rode i-stist.
blodi is min side rist
& min licam on rode i-stist.
Mine lonke armes, stiue & sterke,
Min heyin arrin dim & derke,
Min þeyis honket so marbre-ston in werke;
Min heyin arrin dim & derke,
Min þeyis honket so marbre-ston in werke;
Þo flod of min rede blod
Al owir-weint min þurlit fod.
Fadir, þau monkine ab idon folie,
Mid mine wondis for hem mercy ic þe crie.
Al owir-weint min þurlit fod.
Fadir, þau monkine ab idon folie,
Mid mine wondis for hem mercy ic þe crie.
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