XI. O virgo summe decora,
Pro nobis Cristum exora.
1
Sith of right thou mayst not forsake
Mankyende, the whiche thy sonne hath take,
Oure care and woo forto a-slake
Pro nobis Cristum exora.
2
Sith thou arte quene and thy sonne king
Of blis, that shalle haue noon endyng,
To that swete place vs alle to bring
Pro nobis Cristum exora.
3
Of alle women sith thou art floure
And moder of oure sauyoure,
To save and kepe vs froo doloure
Pro nobis Christum exora.
4
Sith thou arte the lanterne of light
Shynyng aboue alle aungellis bright,
Of hym that we may haue a sight,
Pro nobis Christum exora.
5
Sith thou arte made emperesse of helle,
The payne wherof no tunge can telle,
That we for synne therin not dwelle,
Pro nobis Christum exora.
6
Sith oure trust is in the allone
Next god, that is bothe iij. and one,
To here oure moone and graunte oure boon,
Pro nobis Christum exora.