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Quoniam ego in flagella paratus sum, & dolor meus in conspectu meo semper.
For I am redy to be betyn,
My sorow is euer in my sight,
To do [h]is wille wil I gode letyn,
Aȝeins my God wil I noght fight.
Now, Lord, ȝat woldest blode [out] sweten
For hem þat to deeth were dight,
So sende me grace for to gretyn
Water þat may my hert[e] light!
My sorow is euer in my sight,
To do [h]is wille wil I gode letyn,
Aȝeins my God wil I noght fight.
Now, Lord, ȝat woldest blode [out] sweten
For hem þat to deeth were dight,
So sende me grace for to gretyn
Water þat may my hert[e] light!
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