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The fyrste grace þat shryfte ȝyueþ.
þe fyrst grace þat þy shryfte shal ȝyue,
he makeþ þy soulë for to lyue.
whan þy mouþe with shryfte ys opun,
Deþ and synne are boþe oute lopun.
he makeþ þy soulë for to lyue.
whan þy mouþe with shryfte ys opun,
Deþ and synne are boþe oute lopun.
Salamon seyþ, þat ys wys,
Yn a bokë of Prouerbyys,
“Þe weye of lyue, with-outyn ende,
Oute of ryȝtwys mannes mouþe shal wende.”
Of þe mouþe þat ys vnryȝt,
hyd hys synne fro grace and lyȝt;
Þy mouþë no gracë cumþ ynne,
whan þyn herte ys ded yn synne:
Deþ and lyfe, ȝe mowe weyl se,
To-gedyr mow þey neuer be.
Yn a bokë of Prouerbyys,
“Þe weye of lyue, with-outyn ende,
Oute of ryȝtwys mannes mouþe shal wende.”
Of þe mouþe þat ys vnryȝt,
hyd hys synne fro grace and lyȝt;
Þy mouþë no gracë cumþ ynne,
whan þyn herte ys ded yn synne:
Deþ and lyfe, ȝe mowe weyl se,
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For somë, whan þey come to shryfte,
No more wyl þey here herte vp lyfte
To God for grace, but beþ harde as stone,
So longe haue þey with here synne gone;
Sorowe of synnë haue þey noȝt,
So ys here soule beneþë broȝt.
No more wyl þey here herte vp lyfte
To God for grace, but beþ harde as stone,
So longe haue þey with here synne gone;
Sorowe of synnë haue þey noȝt,
So ys here soule beneþë broȝt.
For, a lymme þat ys ded or drye
Þurgh sykenes, or smete yn pallësye,
Þogh men prykkë hyt wyþ oghte,
For hyt ys dede, hyt feleþ noȝte;
No more of grace, þe soule may fonge,
Þat haþ ley yn synne so longe;
But Ihesu cryst, þat none wyl tyne,
he boghte alle mankynde wyþ pyne,
And graunteþ hym grace, hys shryfte bygynne,
And yn hys shryfte, to sorowe hys synne.
Þurgh sykenes, or smete yn pallësye,
Þogh men prykkë hyt wyþ oghte,
For hyt ys dede, hyt feleþ noȝte;
No more of grace, þe soule may fonge,
Þat haþ ley yn synne so longe;
But Ihesu cryst, þat none wyl tyne,
he boghte alle mankynde wyþ pyne,
And graunteþ hym grace, hys shryfte bygynne,
And yn hys shryfte, to sorowe hys synne.
Þurgh swyche sorow, cumþ þe lyfe of grace,
Þe deþ of synne awey to chace.
Þan ys þys a feyrë ȝyfte,
Þe lyfe of euer, þurg þy shryfte;
Þy soule þat was for synnë lore,
Þurgh shryfte haþ grace and lyfe byfore;
Þys ys þe grace and þe fyrst vertu,
Þat shryfte doþ to þy soulë pru.
Þe deþ of synne awey to chace.
Þan ys þys a feyrë ȝyfte,
Þe lyfe of euer, þurg þy shryfte;
Þy soule þat was for synnë lore,
Þurgh shryfte haþ grace and lyfe byfore;
Þys ys þe grace and þe fyrst vertu,
Þat shryfte doþ to þy soulë pru.
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