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[Prone lookes, crost armes, bent knee, and contrite heart]

Prone lookes, crost armes, bent knee, and contrite heart,
Deepe sighs, thicke sobs, dew'd eies, and prostrate praiers,
Most humbly begge release of earned smart,
And sauing shrowd in mercies sweet repaires:
If Iustice should my wrongs with rigor wage,
Feares would dispaires, ruth breed a hopelesse rage.