 | Abraham and Isaac |  |
Introitus abrahe &c.
Ysaac
At ȝoure byddynge ȝour mouthe I kys
with lowly hert I ȝow pray
ȝoure fadyrly love lete me nevyr mysse
but blysse me ȝour chylde both nyght and day.
Abraham
Ysaac
I pray to God ffadyr of myght
þat he ȝow spede in all ȝour waye
From shame and shenshipp daye and nyght
God mote ȝow kepe in ȝour jornay.
Abraham
Angelus
Abraham how abraham
lyst and herke weyll on to me.
Abraham
Al redy sere here I am
tell me ȝour wyll what þat it be.
Angelus
Abraham
Isaac
All redy fadyr Evyn at ȝour wyll
and at ȝour byddyng I am ȝow by
With ȝow to walk ovyr dale and hill
At ȝoure callyng I am redy
To þe fadyr evyr most comly
It ovyth þe childe evyr buxom to be
I wyl obey ful hertyly
to all thyng þat ȝe bydde me.
Abraham
Now son in þi necke þis fagot þou take
and þis fyre bere in þinne honde
Ffor we must now sacrefyse go make
evyn aftyr þe wyll of goddys sonde
Take þis brennyng bronde
my swete childe and lete us go
ther may no man þat levyth in londe
haue more sorwe than I haue wo.
Ysaac
Ffayre fadyr ȝe go ryght stylle
I pray ȝow fadyr speke on to me.
Abraham
Mi gode childe what is þi wylle
telle me thyn hert I pray to the.
Ysaac
Ffadyr fyre and wood here is plente
but I kan se no sacryfice
what ȝe xulde offre fayn wold I se
þat it were don at þe best avyse.
Abraham
God xal þat ordeyn þat sytt in hevynne
my swete sone ffor þis offryng
A derere sacryfice may no man nempne
þan þis xal be my dere derlyng.
Ysaac
Lat be good fadyr ȝour sad wepynge
ȝour hevy cher agrevyth me sore
tell me fadyr ȝour grett mornyng
and I xal seke sum help þer-fore.
Abraham
Alas dere sone for nedys must me
Evyn here þe kylle as god hath sent
thyn owyn fadyr þi deth must be
Alas þat evyr þis bowe was bent
With þis fyre bryght þou must be brent
An Aungelle seyd to me ryght so
Alas my chylde þou xalt be shent
þi careful fadyr must be þi ffo.
Ysaac
Abraham
The wyll of god must nedys be done
to werke his wyll I seyd nevyr nay
but ȝit þe ffadyr to sle þe sone
my hert doth clynge and cleue as clay.
Ysaac
Ȝitt werk goddys wyll fadyr I ȝow pray
and sle me here anoon forth ryght
and turne fro me ȝour face a-way
myne heed whan þat ȝe xul of smyght.
Abraham
Alas dere childe I may not chese
I must nedys my swete sone kylle
my dere derlyng now must me lese
myn owyn sybb blood now xal I spylle
ȝitt þis dede or I fulfylle
my swete sone þi mouth I kys.
Ysaac
Al redy fadyr evyn at ȝour wyll
I do ȝour byddyng as reson is.
Abraham
Alas dere sone here is no grace
but nedis ded now must þou be
with þis kerchere I kure þi face
In þe tyme þat I sle the
Thy lovely vesage wold I not se
not for all þis werdlys good
with þis swerd þat sore grevyht me
my childe I sle and spylle his blood.
Angelus
Abraham Abraham þou fadyr fre.
Abraham
I am here redy what is ȝour wylle.
Angelus
Extende þin hand in no degre
I bydde þou hym not kylle
here do I se by ryght good skylle
All myghty god þat þou dost drede
For þou sparyst nat þi sone to spylle
God wyll aqwhyte þe well þi mede.
Abraham
Angelus
Abraham
A my lord god to wurchep on kne now I fall
I thank þe lord of þi mercy
now my swete childe to god þou kall
and thank we þat lord now hertyly.
Isaac
with lowly hert to god I crye
I am his seruuant both day and nyght
I thank þe lord in hevyn so hyȝe
with hert with thought with mayn with myght.
Abraham
Gramercy lord and kyng of grace
gramercy lord ouer lordys all
now my joye returnyth his trace
I thank þe lorde in hevyn þin halle.
Isaac
Ovyr all kyngys crownyd kyng I þe kalle
at þi byddyng to dye with knyff
I was fful buxvm evyn as þi thralle
lord now I thank the þou grauntyst me lyff.
Abraham
Now we haue wurchepyd oure blyssyd lorde
on grounde knelyng upon oure kne
now lete us tweyn sone ben of on A-corde
and goo walke hom in to oure countre.
Ysaac
Ffadyr as ȝe wyll so xal it be
I am redy with ȝow to gon
I xal ȝow folwe with hert full fre
all þat ȝe bydde me sone xal be don.
Abraham
Now god all thyng of nowth þat made
evyr wurcheppyd he be on watyr and londe
his grett honowre may nevyr more fade
in feld nor town se nor on sonde
As althyng lord þou hast in honde
so saue us all wher so we be
whethyr we syttyn walk or stonde
Evyr on þin handwerke þou haue pyte.
explicit.
Most myghty makere of Sunne and of mone
Kyng of kyngys and lord ouer all
All myghty god in hevyn trone
I þe honowre and evyr more xal
My lord my god to þe I kall
with herty wyll lord I þe pray
In synfull lyff lete me nevyr fall
but lete me leve evyr to þi pay.
Kyng of kyngys and lord ouer all
All myghty god in hevyn trone
I þe honowre and evyr more xal
My lord my god to þe I kall
with herty wyll lord I þe pray
In synfull lyff lete me nevyr fall
but lete me leve evyr to þi pay.
Abraham my name is kydde
and patryarke of Age ful olde
And ȝit be þe grace of god is bredde
In myn olde age a chylde full bolde
Ysaac lo here his name is tolde
My swete sone þat stondyth me by
Amonges all chylderyn þat walkyn on wolde
A louelyer chylde is non trewly.
and patryarke of Age ful olde
And ȝit be þe grace of god is bredde
In myn olde age a chylde full bolde
Ysaac lo here his name is tolde
My swete sone þat stondyth me by
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A louelyer chylde is non trewly.
I thanke god with hert well mylde
of his gret mercy and of his hey grace
and pryncepaly ffor my suete chylde
þat xal to me do gret solace
Now suete sone fayre fare þi fface
Fful hertyly do I love the
Ffor trewe herty love now in this place
my swete chylde com kysse now me.
of his gret mercy and of his hey grace
and pryncepaly ffor my suete chylde
þat xal to me do gret solace
Now suete sone fayre fare þi fface
Fful hertyly do I love the
Ffor trewe herty love now in this place
my swete chylde com kysse now me.
Ysaac
At ȝoure byddynge ȝour mouthe I kys
with lowly hert I ȝow pray
ȝoure fadyrly love lete me nevyr mysse
but blysse me ȝour chylde both nyght and day.
Abraham
Al-myghty god þat best may
his dere blyssyng he graunt þe
And my blyssyng þou haue all way
in what place þat evyr þou be.
his dere blyssyng he graunt þe
And my blyssyng þou haue all way
in what place þat evyr þou be.
Now Isaac my sone so suete
Al-myghty god loke þou honoure
wich þat made both drye and wete
Shynyng sunne and scharpe schoure
thu art my suete childe and paramoure
Fful wele in herte do I þe loue
loke þat þin herte in hevyn toure
be sett to serve oure lord god a-bove.
Al-myghty god loke þou honoure
wich þat made both drye and wete
Shynyng sunne and scharpe schoure
thu art my suete childe and paramoure
Fful wele in herte do I þe loue
loke þat þin herte in hevyn toure
be sett to serve oure lord god a-bove.
In þi ȝonge lerne god to plese
and god xal quyte þe weyl þi mede
now suete sone of wordys these
with all þin hert þou take good hede
Now fare weyl sone god be þin spede
Evyn here at hom þou me a-byde
I must go walkyn ffor I haue nede
I come a-ȝen with-inne a tyde.
and god xal quyte þe weyl þi mede
now suete sone of wordys these
with all þin hert þou take good hede
Now fare weyl sone god be þin spede
Evyn here at hom þou me a-byde
I must go walkyn ffor I haue nede
I come a-ȝen with-inne a tyde.
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I pray to God ffadyr of myght
þat he ȝow spede in all ȝour waye
From shame and shenshipp daye and nyght
God mote ȝow kepe in ȝour jornay.
Abraham
Now fare weyll sone I þe pray
Evyr in þin hert loke god þou wynde
hym to serue bothe nyght and day
I pray to god send þe good mynde.
Evyr in þin hert loke god þou wynde
hym to serue bothe nyght and day
I pray to god send þe good mynde.
Ther may no man love bettyr his childe
þan Isaac is lovyd of me
Almyghty god mercyful and mylde
Ffor my swete sone I wurchyp þe
I thank þe lord with hert ful fre
Ffor þis fayr frute þou hast me sent
now gracyous god wher so he be
to saue my sone evyr more be bent.
þan Isaac is lovyd of me
Almyghty god mercyful and mylde
Ffor my swete sone I wurchyp þe
I thank þe lord with hert ful fre
Ffor þis fayr frute þou hast me sent
now gracyous god wher so he be
to saue my sone evyr more be bent.
Dere lord I pray to þe Also
me to saue for þi seruuaunte
and sende me grace nevyr for to do
thyng þat xulde be to þi displesaunte
Bothe ffor me and for myn infaunte
I pray þe lord god vs to help
thy gracyous goodnes þou us grawnt
and saue þi serwaunt from helle qwelp.
me to saue for þi seruuaunte
and sende me grace nevyr for to do
thyng þat xulde be to þi displesaunte
Bothe ffor me and for myn infaunte
I pray þe lord god vs to help
thy gracyous goodnes þou us grawnt
and saue þi serwaunt from helle qwelp.
Angelus
Abraham how abraham
lyst and herke weyll on to me.
Abraham
Al redy sere here I am
tell me ȝour wyll what þat it be.
Angelus
Almyghty god þus doth bydde þe
ysaac þi sone Anon þou take
and loke hym þou slee a-noon lete se
and sacrafice to god hym make.
ysaac þi sone Anon þou take
and loke hym þou slee a-noon lete se
and sacrafice to god hym make.
Thy welbelouyd childe þou must now kylle
to god þou offyr hym as I say
Evyn vpon ȝon hey hylle
þat I þe shewe here in þe way
Tarye not be nyght nor day
but smertly þi gate þou goo
Vpon ȝon hille þou knele and pray
to god and kylle þe childe þer and scloo.
to god þou offyr hym as I say
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þat I þe shewe here in þe way
Tarye not be nyght nor day
but smertly þi gate þou goo
Vpon ȝon hille þou knele and pray
to god and kylle þe childe þer and scloo.
Abraham
Now goddys comaundement must nedys be done
All his wyl is wourthy to be wrought
but ȝitt þe fadyr to scle þe sone
grett care it causyth in my thought
In byttyr bale now am I brought
my swete childe with knyf to kylle
but ȝit my sorwe avaylith ryght nowth
for nedys I must werke goddys wylle.
All his wyl is wourthy to be wrought
but ȝitt þe fadyr to scle þe sone
grett care it causyth in my thought
In byttyr bale now am I brought
my swete childe with knyf to kylle
but ȝit my sorwe avaylith ryght nowth
for nedys I must werke goddys wylle.
With evy hert I walke and wende
my childys deth now for to be
now must þe fadyr his suete son schende
Alas for ruthe it is pete
my swete sone come hedyr to me
how Isaac my sone dere
com to þi ffadyr my childe so fre
ffor we must wende to-gedyr in fere.
my childys deth now for to be
now must þe fadyr his suete son schende
Alas for ruthe it is pete
my swete sone come hedyr to me
how Isaac my sone dere
com to þi ffadyr my childe so fre
ffor we must wende to-gedyr in fere.
Isaac
All redy fadyr Evyn at ȝour wyll
and at ȝour byddyng I am ȝow by
With ȝow to walk ovyr dale and hill
At ȝoure callyng I am redy
To þe fadyr evyr most comly
It ovyth þe childe evyr buxom to be
I wyl obey ful hertyly
to all thyng þat ȝe bydde me.
Abraham
Now son in þi necke þis fagot þou take
and þis fyre bere in þinne honde
Ffor we must now sacrefyse go make
evyn aftyr þe wyll of goddys sonde
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my swete childe and lete us go
ther may no man þat levyth in londe
haue more sorwe than I haue wo.
Ysaac
Ffayre fadyr ȝe go ryght stylle
I pray ȝow fadyr speke on to me.
Abraham
Mi gode childe what is þi wylle
telle me thyn hert I pray to the.
Ysaac
Ffadyr fyre and wood here is plente
but I kan se no sacryfice
what ȝe xulde offre fayn wold I se
þat it were don at þe best avyse.
Abraham
God xal þat ordeyn þat sytt in hevynne
my swete sone ffor þis offryng
A derere sacryfice may no man nempne
þan þis xal be my dere derlyng.
Ysaac
Lat be good fadyr ȝour sad wepynge
ȝour hevy cher agrevyth me sore
tell me fadyr ȝour grett mornyng
and I xal seke sum help þer-fore.
Abraham
Alas dere sone for nedys must me
Evyn here þe kylle as god hath sent
thyn owyn fadyr þi deth must be
Alas þat evyr þis bowe was bent
With þis fyre bryght þou must be brent
An Aungelle seyd to me ryght so
Alas my chylde þou xalt be shent
þi careful fadyr must be þi ffo.
Ysaac
Al-myghty god of his grett mercye
Fful hertyly I thanke þe sertayne
At goddys byddyng here for to dye
I obeye me here for to be sclayne
I pray ȝow fadyr be glad and fayne
trewly to werke goddys wyll
take good comforte to ȝow agayne
and haue no dowte ȝour childe to kyll.
Fful hertyly I thanke þe sertayne
At goddys byddyng here for to dye
I obeye me here for to be sclayne
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trewly to werke goddys wyll
take good comforte to ȝow agayne
and haue no dowte ȝour childe to kyll.
ffor godys byddyng for sothe it is
þat I of ȝow my deth schulde take
Aȝens god ȝe don amys
his byddyng yf ȝe xuld for-sake
Ȝowre owyn dampnacion xulde ȝe bake
if ȝe me kepe from þis reed
with ȝour swerd my deth ȝe make
and werk evyr more þe wyll of god.
þat I of ȝow my deth schulde take
Aȝens god ȝe don amys
his byddyng yf ȝe xuld for-sake
Ȝowre owyn dampnacion xulde ȝe bake
if ȝe me kepe from þis reed
with ȝour swerd my deth ȝe make
and werk evyr more þe wyll of god.
Abraham
The wyll of god must nedys be done
to werke his wyll I seyd nevyr nay
but ȝit þe ffadyr to sle þe sone
my hert doth clynge and cleue as clay.
Ysaac
Ȝitt werk goddys wyll fadyr I ȝow pray
and sle me here anoon forth ryght
and turne fro me ȝour face a-way
myne heed whan þat ȝe xul of smyght.
Abraham
Alas dere childe I may not chese
I must nedys my swete sone kylle
my dere derlyng now must me lese
myn owyn sybb blood now xal I spylle
ȝitt þis dede or I fulfylle
my swete sone þi mouth I kys.
Ysaac
Al redy fadyr evyn at ȝour wyll
I do ȝour byddyng as reson is.
Abraham
Alas dere sone here is no grace
but nedis ded now must þou be
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In þe tyme þat I sle the
Thy lovely vesage wold I not se
not for all þis werdlys good
with þis swerd þat sore grevyht me
my childe I sle and spylle his blood.
Angelus
Abraham Abraham þou fadyr fre.
Abraham
I am here redy what is ȝour wylle.
Angelus
Extende þin hand in no degre
I bydde þou hym not kylle
here do I se by ryght good skylle
All myghty god þat þou dost drede
For þou sparyst nat þi sone to spylle
God wyll aqwhyte þe well þi mede.
Abraham
I thank my god in hevyn a-bove
and hym honowre for þis grett grace
and þat my lord me þus doth prove
I wyll hym wurchep in every place
my childys lyff is my solace
I thank myn god evyr for his lyff
In sacrifice here or I hens pace
I sle þis shepe with þis same knyff.
and hym honowre for þis grett grace
and þat my lord me þus doth prove
I wyll hym wurchep in every place
my childys lyff is my solace
I thank myn god evyr for his lyff
In sacrifice here or I hens pace
I sle þis shepe with þis same knyff.
Now þis shepe is deed and slayn
with þis fyre it xal be brent
Of Isaac my sone I am ful fayn
þat my swete childe xal not be shent
This place I name with good entent
þe hill of godys vesytacion
Ffor hedyr god hath to us sent
his comforte aftyr grett trybulacion.
with þis fyre it xal be brent
Of Isaac my sone I am ful fayn
þat my swete childe xal not be shent
This place I name with good entent
þe hill of godys vesytacion
Ffor hedyr god hath to us sent
his comforte aftyr grett trybulacion.
Angelus
Herke Abraham and take good heyd
by hym self god hath þus sworn
Ffor þat þou woldyst a done þis dede
he wyll þe blysse both evyn and morn
Ffor þi dere childe þou woldyst haue lorn
at goddys byddyng as I the telle
god hath sent þe word be-forn
þi seed xal multyplye wher so þou duelle.
by hym self god hath þus sworn
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he wyll þe blysse both evyn and morn
Ffor þi dere childe þou woldyst haue lorn
at goddys byddyng as I the telle
god hath sent þe word be-forn
þi seed xal multyplye wher so þou duelle.
As sterrys in hevyn byn many and fele
so xal þi seed encrese and growe
þou xalt ovyr-come in welth and wele
all þi fomen reknyd be rowe
As sond in þe se doth ebbe and flowe
Hath cheselys many vnnumerabyll
so xal þi sede þou mayst me trowe
encres and be evyr prophytabyll.
so xal þi seed encrese and growe
þou xalt ovyr-come in welth and wele
all þi fomen reknyd be rowe
As sond in þe se doth ebbe and flowe
Hath cheselys many vnnumerabyll
so xal þi sede þou mayst me trowe
encres and be evyr prophytabyll.
Ffor to my spech þou dedyst obeye
thyn enmyes portys þu shalt possede
and all men on erthe as I þe seye
thei xal be blyssed in þi sede
Al-myghty god þus þe wyll mede
Ffor þat good wyll þat þou ast done
þerfore thank god in word and dede
Both þou þi self and ysaac þi sone.
thyn enmyes portys þu shalt possede
and all men on erthe as I þe seye
thei xal be blyssed in þi sede
Al-myghty god þus þe wyll mede
Ffor þat good wyll þat þou ast done
þerfore thank god in word and dede
Both þou þi self and ysaac þi sone.
Abraham
A my lord god to wurchep on kne now I fall
I thank þe lord of þi mercy
now my swete childe to god þou kall
and thank we þat lord now hertyly.
Isaac
with lowly hert to god I crye
I am his seruuant both day and nyght
I thank þe lord in hevyn so hyȝe
with hert with thought with mayn with myght.
Abraham
Gramercy lord and kyng of grace
gramercy lord ouer lordys all
now my joye returnyth his trace
I thank þe lorde in hevyn þin halle.
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Ovyr all kyngys crownyd kyng I þe kalle
at þi byddyng to dye with knyff
I was fful buxvm evyn as þi thralle
lord now I thank the þou grauntyst me lyff.
Abraham
Now we haue wurchepyd oure blyssyd lorde
on grounde knelyng upon oure kne
now lete us tweyn sone ben of on A-corde
and goo walke hom in to oure countre.
Ysaac
Ffadyr as ȝe wyll so xal it be
I am redy with ȝow to gon
I xal ȝow folwe with hert full fre
all þat ȝe bydde me sone xal be don.
Abraham
Now god all thyng of nowth þat made
evyr wurcheppyd he be on watyr and londe
his grett honowre may nevyr more fade
in feld nor town se nor on sonde
As althyng lord þou hast in honde
so saue us all wher so we be
whethyr we syttyn walk or stonde
Evyr on þin handwerke þou haue pyte.
explicit.
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