Here after foloweth the matyns.

O Lorde open thou
my lyppes.
And then shall my
mouthe shewe forthe
thy prayse.
O god bende thy selfe in to my
helpe.
Lorde haste the to helpe me.
Glory be to the father, to ye sonne,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe / and euer shalbe. Amen.
Prayse ye the lorde. Berwent
Septiagesima which begynneth
the .iiij. saterday before clene lente
and Easter/for Prayse ye the lorde
ye muste say. Laude be to the kyng
of eternall glorye.

The Inuitatorye.

Hayle marye full of grace /
the lorde is with the. Hayle Mary.

The .xciiij. psalme.

COme & let vs ioyfully gyue
thankes vnto the lorde: let
vs reioyse in god our sauyoure / let
vs approche in to his presens with
prayse and thankes geuynge / and
synge we vnto hym in Psalmes.
Hayle mary full of grace, the lorde
is with the.
For god is a greate lorde, and a
great kyng ouer al goddes, which
shall nat forsake his people / in
whose power are all the costes of
the erthe / and he beholdeth the
toppes of mountaynes. The lorde
is with the.

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The see is hys, for he hathe made
it / and hys handes haue fasshoned
the earthe also: come therfore and
let vs worshyppe and fall downe
before the lorde / let vs weape before
the lorde, whiche hathe made
vs / for he is our lorde god, and we
are his people and the shepe of his
pasture. Hayle mary full of grace
the lorde is with the.
Nowe if ye heare his voyce / se yt
ye harden nat your hartes as they
dyd in the tyme of temptacyon in
wyldernes / bytterly murmurynge
agaynst god / where your fathers
temptyd me and prouoked me to
angre, ye all though they sawe my
myracles. The lorde is with the.
Forty yeres was I a neyghbour
vnto thys generacyon / wherfore
I sayd euer / theyr hertes are gone
fro~ me, they know nat my wayes:
to whom I swore in my great angre,
that they shulde nat entre in
to my reste.
Hayle mary full of grace, the lorde
is with the.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge:
as it is nowe and euer shall be.
Amen. The lorde. Hayle mary.

The hympne.

THe gouernoure of the triple
engyn
whome the earth, the see, and the
heuyns dothe honour
Conceyued is in the wombe of a
vyrgyn
whose name is mary, by goddes
hyghe power.
A maydens wombe immaculate
and pure
Hym hathe conceyued / withoute
spotte or cryme.
To whome the sonne and mone
and euery creature
Do serue alwaye in theyr course
and tyme.
Blessyd is that mother replenysshed
with grace
In whose wombe, the creatoure
immortall
Hathe nat disdayned to take hys
place
Holdynge in his hande the worlde
ouer all.
Of the heuenly messanger / blessyd
is she
Throughe the grace, of the holy
ghoste inspyred
For out of her wombe, proceded
he / whome all the nacyons, of the
worlde desyred
Glorye be to the lorde of myghtes
moste
That of a vyrgyn chaste was bore
Glorye to the father and the holy
ghoste
To the~ be praysyng for euermore.
So be it.

The .viij. Psalme.

O Lorde whiche art our lorde
howe meruaylouse is thy
name ouer all the earthe.
For thy magnyficens hathe byn
exalted / aboue the heuens.
Thou haste aduau~cyd thy prayse
by the mouthes of infauntes and
suckyng babes in despyte of thyne
enemyes: for to confou~de thyne aduersary
and aduenger.
Wherfore I shall beholde thy heuens
whiche are ye works of thyne
handes / the mone and the starres /
whiche thou haste set in ordre.

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What thynge is man, that thou
arte so myndefull of hym / or what
is the sonne of Adam, that thou so
regardest hym.
Thou hast made hym nat much
inferior to Aungelles: thou haste
crowned him with glorye and honoure /
and haste made hym lorde
vpon the workes of thyne handes.
Thou haste caste all thynges vnder
hys feate / all maner of shepe
and oxen / ye moreouer the cattell
of the felde.
Howles of the ayer, and fysshes
of the see / which swymmen in the
waters of the see.
O lorde, whiche arte our lorde /
howe marueylouse is thy name
ouer all the earthe.
Glory be to the father, to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge:
as it is nowe, and euer shalbe. So
be it.

The .xviij. Psalme.

THe heuyns declare the glorye
of god: And the fyrmament
manyfesteth the workes of
hys handes.

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Daye vnto daye vtteryth out
speache: and nyghte vnto nyghte
openyth knowledge.
There be neyther speaches nor
wordes: but that the voyces of the~
byn harde.
Theyr sounde hathe gone thoroughe
all the worlde: and theyr
wordes throughe the costes of the
rounde earthe.
He hath pyght his pauilyon in ye
sonne: & he is lyke a brydegrome
procedynge out of hys chambre.
He hath sterte vp lyke as a gyau~t
for to make hys course: hys commyng
forth is fro~ the hygh heuen.
And his recourse is vnto the furthest
parte therof: neyther is there
any man that can hyde hym from
hys heate.
The lawe of the lorde is pure, co~uertynge
soules: the testymonye of
the lorde is faythful geuyng wysedome
to the ignorant.
The co~maundementes of ye lorde
be ryghtfull co~fortynge the herte:
the lordes precepte is clere gyuyng
lyght to the eyes.
The feare of the lorde is holye

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euermore contynuynge: the iudgementes
of the lorde are true iustefyed
in them seluys.
They are to be desyred aboue golde
& precyous stone: & more swete
then hony / and the hony combe.
Verely thy seruaunte obserueth
them / in kepynge of them there is
greate rewarde.
Who dothe co~syder hys defautes?
purge me fro~ those that be secrete /
and fro~ other spare thy seruaunte.
If they haue nat the maystrye of
me: then shall I be clene, & shalbe
purgyd from the greattyst synne.
And the wordes of my mouthe
shalbe pleasaunt: and the medytacyon
of myne herte acceptable in
thy syght alwaye.
O lorde my helper: & my redemer.
Glorye be to ye father, to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .xxiij. Psalme.

THe earth is the lordes / and
the habundaunce therof:
the rounde worlde, and all that inhabyte
in it.

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For he hathe set hym vpon the
sees: & hathe prepared hym vpon
the flodes.
Who shall ascende in to the hyl of
the lorde? or who shall stande in
hys holy place.
An innocent in handes & of pure
herte / which hathe nat taken hys
soule i~ vayne, nor hath nat sworne
to deceyue his neyghbour.
He shall receyue blessynge of the
lorde: & mercy of god hys sauyour.
This is the generacyon of them
that seke hym: of them that seke
the face of the god of Iacob.
ye prynces, heue vp youre gates &
ye eternal gates open your selues /
& a kynge of glory shall entre in.
Who is this same kynge of glory:
a stronge lorde & myghtye / a lorde
myghty in battayle.
ye prynces heue vp youre gates, &
ye eternall gates open your selues
and a kyng of glory shall entre in.
Who is this same kyng of glorye:
the lorde of powers / he is the kyng
of glorye.
Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.

C.ij.

As it was in ye begynnynge as it
is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The antym.

Blessyd be thou
amonge women, & blessyd be the
fruyte of thy wombe.

The ver.

Holy goddes mother euer mayde
marye.

The responce.

Praye for vs to the lorde our god.

The Pater noster.

OUr father whiche arte in
heuen, halowed be thy name.
Let thy kyngdome cum vnto
vs. Thy wyll be fulfylled as well
in erthe, as it is in heuen. Gyue vs
this daye our daylye breade. And
forgyue vs our trespasses, as we
forgyue them that trespas against
vs. And lede vs nat in to temptacyon.
But delyuer vs from euyll.
So be it.

The Aue Maria.

HAyle Mary full of grace our
lorde is with the: blessyd be
thou amonge women / & blessyd be
the fruyte of thy wombe Iesus.
So be it. Lede vs nat lorde in to
temptacyon. But delyuer vs from
euyll.

The blessinge

C.iij.

Lorde we beseche of thy blessyng.

The responce.

Holy virgyn of virgyns praye for
vs vnto the lorde.

The fyrst lesson.

HOlye Marye / moost pure of
virgyns all
Mother and doughter / of the
kynge celestyall.
So comforte vs / in our desolacyon.
That by thy prayour / and specyall
medyacyon.
We enioye the rewarde / of the
heuenly raygne.
And there with goddes electe
alway to remayne.
Thou lorde haue mercy on vs.

The responce.

Holy and vndefyled vyrgynite, I
wote nat with what praysynge I
may exalte the. For hym that heuens
myght nat take / thou barest
in thy wombe.

The versicle.

Blessyd be thou amonge all women,
and blessyd be the fruyte of
thy wombe. For hym that heuens
myght nat take thou barest in thy
wombe.

The blessynge.

C.iij.

Lorde we beseche the of thy blessynge.

The answere.

Praye for
vs deuoutly / O virgyn Marye.

The seconde lesson.

HOly Marie / of all godly the
godlyest.
Pray for vs / of all holy ye holyest.
That he our prayours accepte
may in good wyse.
Whiche of the was borne / and
raygneth aboue the skyes.
By whose charyte / and mercyfull
remissyon.
Our greuous synnes / maye be
in obliuyon.
Thou lorde haue mercy on vs.
Thanke we god.

The responce.

Blessyd arte thou virgyn marye
that barest oure lorde. Thou haste
borne hym that made the / and yet
remayneste a virgyn euermore.

The blessynge.

Lorde we beseche of thy blessyng.

The answere.

Goddes holy mother
be helpynge to vs.

The thyrde lesson.

HOly mother of god / whiche
hym hast conceyued
That of all the worlde / coulde
nat worthely be receyued
Thy sonne beseche / with humble
intercessyon
To purge vs clene / of our tra~sgressyon
That so beynge redemyd / we
may the place ascende
Where thou dwellest with him
worlde without ende.
Thou lorde haue mercye on vs.

The responce.

Surelye happye
arte thou blessyd virgyn Marye:
and worthye to haue all maner of
praysynge. For of the is rysen the
sonne of ryghtwysenesse Chryste
our god.

The versicle.

Praye for the people / intreate for
the clergye / make intercessyon for
the deuoute womankynde: let all
fele thyne helpe that worthely solempnyse
thy memoryall. For of
the is rysen the so~ne of ryghtwysenesse /
Chryst our god. Glorye be to
the father / to the sonne / and to the
holy ghoste. Chryst our god.

C.iiij.

The songe of Austyn and Ambrose.

WE prayse the o god we
knowlege ye to be ye lorde
All the earthe doth worshyp the
which art the father euerlastyng.
To the crye forthe all aungelles:
the heuens & all ye powers therin.
To the thus cryeth Cherubyn
and Seraphyn contynually.
Holy. Holy. Holy.
Lorde god of Sabaothe.
Heuen & earth are fulfylled with
the glorye of thy maiestye.
The gloryous companye of the
Apostles prayse the.
The goodly feloweshyppe of the
prophetes worshyppe the.
The noble armye of martyres do
prayse the.
The holy co~gregacyon of faythfull
thoroughe all the worlde magnyfye
the.
They knowledge the to be the father
of an infinyte maiestye.
They knowledge thy honorable
and very onely Sonne.
And the holy Ghoste also to be a
comforter.
Thou arte the kynge of glorye
O Chryste.
Thou arte the euerlastynge son
of the father.
Thou when yu shuldest take vpo~
ye our nature to delyuer ma~ dydest
nat abhorre a virgyns wombe.
Whan thou hadest ouercomen the
sharpnes of deathe: thou opendest
the kyngdome of heuens to them
that beleued in the.
Thou syttest on the ryght hande
of god in the glorye of the father.
We beleue that thou shalte come
to be our iudge.
Wherfore we praye the helpe thy
seruauntes: whom thou hast redemyd
with thy precyous blode.
Make them to be nombred with
thy sayntes in ioye euerlastynge.
O lorde saue thy people: and blesse
thy herytage.
Gouerne and also lyfte them vp
in to blys euerlastynge.
We prayse the euery daye.
And we worshyppe thy name
euer worlde without ende.
O lorde lette it be thy pleasure to
kepe vs this day without synne.

C.v.

O lorde haue mercye vpon vs:
haue mercy vpon vs.
O lorde let thy mercy lyghten vpon
vs, euen as we truste in the.
O lorde in the haue I trusted: let
me neuer be confounded.

The versicle.

Holy mother of god make thy petycyon.

The answere.

That we maye deserue Chrystes
promyssyon.
Betwene Septuagesima and
Easter thys Psalme folowynge/
is layde in stede of, Te Deum.
HAue mercye vpon me oh
god accordyng to thy great
mercye.
And accordynge to the multitude
of thy compassyons: wype awaye
myne iniquite.
[*et] wasshe me more fro~ myne iniquite:
& clense me from my synne.
For I knowlege myne iniquite:
& my syn~e is euer before mine eyes.
Agaynst the only haue I synned /
& haue done ye which is euyll in thy
syght: that yu mayste be iustefied in
thy wordes / and mayst haue ye victory
whan thou haste iudged.
Lo I was begoten in wyckednes:
and my mother conceyued me
polluted with synne.
Lo thou haste loued truthe / the
vnknowen and secrete thynges of
thy wysedome / haste thou vttered
vnto me.
Sprynkle me Lorde with hysope
and so shall I be clene: thou shalt
wasshe me / and then shall I be
whyter then snowe.
Unto my hearynge shalte thou
gyue ioye & gladnes / and my brosed
bones shalbe refresshed.
Turne thy face from my synnes
& wype away all my wyckednes.
A pure hart create in me oh god
and an vpryght spiryte renewe
within me.
Caste me nat away frome thy
face: and thy holy ghoste take nat
from me.
Make me agayne to reioyse in thy
sauynge helth / and strengthen me
with a princypall spiryte.
I wyll enstructe the wicked that
they may knowe thy wayes: and
the vngodlye shall be conuerted
vnto the.
Delyuer me frome blodes oh
god the god of my helthe / and my
tongue shall tryumphe vnto thy
ryghtwysenesse.
Lorde open thou my lyppes: and
my mouthe shall shewe forthe
thy prayse.
For if thou hadest desyred sacryfyces,
I had surely gyuen it / but
thou delyghtest nat in burnte sacryfyces.
A sacryfyce to god is a lowely
spiryte: a contryte and an humble
herte thou shalte nat despyse O
god.
Deale gentelye of thy fauourable
beneuolence with syon / that
the walles of Hierusalem may be
bylte agayne.
Then shalte thou accepte the sacryfyce
of ryghtwysenes / oblacyons
and burnte offerynges: then
shall they laye vpon thyne altere
fatte calues.

Laudes.

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge /
as it is nowe and euer shall be.
So be it.

Anty. O wonderfull.

The .xcij. Psalme.

THe lorde hathe reygned /
he hathe putte on goodlye
araye: the lorde hathe armed hym
selfe with strengthe, & hathe gyrdyd
hym selfe.
He hathe surely buylded and set
faste the rounde worlde: so that it
shall nat be moued.
Thy seate was then prepared o
god but thou thy selfe arte of euerlastynge.
The floodes haue rysen o lorde
the floodes haue rored.
The floodes haue lyfted vp theyr
waues: with great noyse and rorynge
of many waters.
Marueylous are the rysynges of
waters: marueylous is the lorde
aboue.
Thy testymonyes are made passyng
credible: holynes becommeth
thy house o lorde for euermore.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .xcix. Psalme.

MAke ye melodye vnto god,
all that inhabyte ye earthe:
serue ye the lorde with gladnes.
Entre ye into hys presence: with
ioyfulnes.
Knowledge ye the lorde, that he
is god: he hathe made vs / and nat
we our selues.
Ye that are hys people / & the shepe
of hys pasture: entre hys gates in
confessyon / his courte with hympnes
to magnifye him.
Prayse his name / for the lorde is
benygne: hys mercy is endles / and
his trueth contynueth from one
generacyon to another.
Glorye be to the father / to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnyng, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .lxij. Psalme.

GOd ye my god: earlye do I
watche after the.
My soule hathe longed after the:
my flesshe hathe thyrstyd verye
moche.

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In a countrey deserte, wylde and
drye: so haue I apperyd before the
i~ an holy place / for to se thy power
and thy glorye.
For thy mercy is better then lyfe
my lyppes shall prayse the.
So shall I prayse the in my lyfe /
& in thy name shall lyfte vp myne
handes.
My soule shalbe satysfyed as it
were with interlade and fatnes:
and my mouthe shall prayse the
with lyppes full of ioye.
So haue I ben myndefull of the
vpo~ my bed: I shal let my thought
on the in the mornynge tymes / bycause
thou waste myne helper.
And I shall reioyse vnder the couerte
of thy wyngs: my soule hath
cleuyd vnto the / thy ryghtful ha~de
hathe sustayned me.
They verely haue sought my lyfe
in vayne: they shall go into the
lower partes of the erth / they shal
be put into the power of a swerde
they shalbe the partes of foxes.
The kynge truelye shall ioye in
god: al shalbe praysed that sweare
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yt speake vngodlynes is
stopped.

The lxvi.psalme

GOd haue mercy vpo~ vs, and blesse
vs: let hym shewe his face vnto vs,
and haue mercy vpon vs.
That we may know thy way in earthe:
& thy sauyng helth amonge all nacions.
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god: let all nacyons confesse the.
Ioyfull and gladde be all folke, bicause
thou rulyste people with equitie, and orderyst
the nacyons in earthe.
Let the people knowlege the, o god, let
all nacyons confesse to the: for the earthe
hath yelded her frute.
Blesse vs our god, and all that inhabite
the earthe: all the partes therof feare the
Glorye be to the father, to the sonne, and
to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge, as it is
nowe. and euer shalbe. So be it.

The songe of the thre chyldren.

PRayse ye the lorde all his workes:
prayse and extolle hym for euer.
Ye aungelles prayse the lorde: ye heuens
prayse the lorde.
Ye waters al yt are aboue heuen prayse
the lorde: all the powers of ye lorde prayse
ye the lorde.
The sonne & the mone prayse ye ye lorde:
starres of the fyrmame~t prayse ye ye lorde.
The rayne & the dewe prayse ye ye lorde:
all the wyndes of god prayse ye the lorde.
Fyer and heate magnifie ye the lorde:
wynter and sommer prayse ye the lorde.
Moystures, & ye hoore frostes prayse ye
the lorde: froste & colde prayse ye ye lorde.
Yse & snowe prayse ye the lorde: nyghtes
and dayes prayse ye the lorde.
Lyght and darkenes prayse ye ye lorde:
lyghtnynges & cloudes laude ye ye lorde.
The earthe moughte prayse the lorde:
laude and extolle hym for euer.
Hylles & mou~taynes prayse ye ye lorde: all
ye spryngeth vpo~ ye earthe laude ye ye lorde.

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Ye welles and sprynges prayse the lord:
sees and floudes prayse ye the lorde.
Whalefysshes, and all that moueth in ye
waters prayse ye the lorde: all byrdes of
the ayre prayse ye the lorde.
All beastes both wylde and tame prayse
the lorde: ye chyldren of men prayse the
lorde.
Let Israel prayse the lorde: laude hym
and extolle hym for euer.
Ye preestes of the lorde prayse the lorde: ye
seruauntes of the lorde: prayse the lorde
Ye spirites and soules of ryghtwyse men
prayse the lorde: ye holy & meke in herte
prayse the lorde.
Anania, Azaria, Misael prayse ye the
lorde: laude and extolle hym for euer.
Blesse we the father, the so~ne, with the
holy ghoste: praise we hym and serue we
hym euermore.
Blessed art thou lorde in the fyrmame~t
of heuen, thou arthe prayse worthy, glorious,
and magnified, worlde without ende.

The cxlviii. psalme.

PRayse ye the lorde of heue~s: prayse
ye hym in the hygh places.
Prayse ye hym all his Aungels: all his
powers prayse ye hym.
Prayse ye hym Sonne and Moone: all
sterres and lyght prayse ye hym.
The hyghest of heuens prayse ye hym:
and the waters that are aboue the heue~s
let them prayse the lordes name.
For by his worde all thynges were made:
by his co~mau~deme~t al thi~ges were created
He hath stablisshed them euerlastyngly,
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set a lawe, that shall not expire.
Prayse the lorde: ye drago~s, & all depenesses
of the earthe.
Fyer, hayle, snowe, yse, stormes of wyndes,
that do his commau~dement.
Mountaynes, and all lytle hylles: wodde
bearyng frute, and all cedre trees.
Beastes and all maner of catell: serpentes,
and fethered foules.
Kynges of the earthe, & all people: prynces,
and all iudges of the earthe.

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Bachelars & maydens olde men
& yonge let them prayse the name
of the lorde: for the name of hym
onely hathe ben exaltyd.
The knowledgynge of hym is aboue
heuen & earthe: and he hathe
exalted the horne of his people.
Prayse be vnto all his sayntes:
to the sonnes of Israhell / to the
people approchynge vnto hym.

The .cxlix. Psalme.

Synge ye vnto ye lorde a newe
songe: the prayse of hym is
in the congregacyon of sayntes.
Let Israhell reioyse in him that
made him: and lette the sonnes of
Syon tryumphe in theyr kynge.
Let them prayse his name with
daunsynge: lette them synge vnto
hym with tympany and harpe.
For ye lorde is well pleasyd with
his people: and hathe exalted the
lowely into saluacyon.
Sayntes shall tryumphe in glorye:
they shall make ioye in theyr
chaumbers.
The prayse of god shalbe in their
mouthes: and two edgyd swordes
in theyr handes.

D.iij.

28

To take vengeaunce amo~ge nacyons:
& correccyons vpon people.
To bynde theyr kynges in fetters:
and theyr nobles in manacles
of yron.
For to execute on them the iudgement
wrytten: this is glorye to all
his sayntes.
Glory be to the father / to the son
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was i~ the begynnyng / as it
is nowe & euer shall be. So be it.

The c.l. Psalme.

PRayse the lorde in his sayntes:
prayse him in the fyrmament
of his power.
Prayse him in his strength: prayse
him acordyng to the almyghtynes
of his power.
Prayse hym with the sounde of
a trompet: prayse him with harpe
and lute.
Prayse him with tympany and
daunsynge: prayse him with rebeckes
and organs.
Prayse hym with clarisymbols
well soundyng: prayse hym with
symbols of swetnesse: let euery spiryte
prayse the lorde.
Glory be to ye father / to the sonne
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnyng, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

Anty.

O wonderfull exchaunge.
The creatour of ma~kynde takyng
vpon hym a lyuynge body, hathe
nat disdayned to be borne of a virgyn.
And he beynge made man
without sede of man, hathe commytted
vnto vs his godhede.
VIrgyn Marye reioyse alwaye,
whiche haste borne
Chryste the maker of heuen and
earthe: for out of thy wombe thou
haste brought forthe the sauyoure
of the worlde. Thanke be to god.
O Gloryous Lady stellyfyed
And aboue the starres inthronysed
Thy holy brestes haue norysshed
That lorde that hathe the creatyd
Our helthe that Eua vs beryued
Thy godlye fruyte hathe nowe
restored.
For vs in heuen to haue ingredyence.
Thou waste a wyndowe by goddes
prouydence.

D.iiij.

Thou arte the dore of the heuenly
kynge.
And ye gate of lyfe resplendisshyng
Syns a virgyns lyfe doth bryng
ye redemyd people, reioyse & syng.
Glorye to the lordes of myghtes
moste.
That of a virgyn chast was bore.
Glorye to the father / and holye
ghoste.
To them be prayse for euermore.

The versycle.

God hathe her chosen / all other
before.

The answere.

And causeth her to dwell in heuen
euermore.

Anty.

O gloryous mother of god.

The songe of zachary.

BLessyd be the lorde God of
Israell / for he hath visyted
and redemed his people.
And hathe reysed vp an horne of
saluacyon vnto vs: in the house of
his seruaunte Dauid.
Euyn as he promysed by the
mouthe of his holye Prophetes,
whiche were syns the worlde beganne.

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That we shulde be saued frome
our enemyes: and frome the handes
of all that hate vs.
To fulfyll the mercye promysed
to our fathers / and to remember
his holy couenaunt.
And to perfourme the othe whiche
he sware vnto our father Abraham /
that he wolde gyue vs.
That we delyuered out of ye handes
of our ennemyes / myght serue
hym without feare.
In holynes and ryghtwysenesse
before hym: all the dayes of oure
lyfe.
And thou chylde / shalt be called
the Prophete of the hyest: for thou
shalt go before the face of the lorde
to prepare his wayes.
And to gyue knowledge of saluacyon
vnto his people: for the remyssyon
of synnes.
Thoroughe the tender mercye of
our god / wherby the day sprynge
from an hye hathe visyted vs.
To gyue lyghte to them that sat
in darkenes & in the shadowe of
deathe: and to guyde our fete into
the waye of peace.

D.v.

Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The antheme.

O gloryous mother of god / O perpetuall
virgyn Mary which dyddest
beare the lorde of all lordes / &
alone of al other dydest gyue sucke
vnto the kynge of aungelles: we
beseche the of thy pety to haue vs
in remembraunce / and to make
meanes for vs vnto Chryste, that
we beyng supported by thy helpe,
may deserue to attayne the kyngdome
of heuyn.

The versycle.

O lorde thy mercy vpon vs exte~de.

The answere.

And our saluacyon, we praye the
to sende.

Let vs praye.

GRaunt, we beseche the lorde
god / yt thy seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helthe of
body & soule. And throughe ye gracious
intercessyon of the virgyn thy
mother, that we may be delyuered
from this present heuynes / and to
haue the fruycyon of eternal gladnes.
By Chryst our lorde. So be it.
Blesse we the lorde.

Of the holy Ghoste. Anty.

Come holy spirite of god / inspire
ye hartes of the~ that beleue in the.
And kyndle in them the fyre of thy
loue.

The versycle.

Sende forthe thy spiryte and they
shall reuyue.

The answere.

And the face of the earthe / shall
renewe belyue.

Let vs praye.

O God, which hast instructed
the hartes of the faythfull
by the inspiracyon of ye holy ghost,
vouchsaufe yt we in ye same spiryte
may sauoure the truth. And euermore
to reioyse in his holy co~solacyon.
By Christ our lorde. So be it

Of the holy Trynyte. Anty.

Delyuer vs, saue vs,
iustifye vs, o blessyd trynyte.

The versycle.

The lordes name be blessyd
all other before.

The answere.

From this tyme forth & euermore

Let vs praye.

ALmyghty and euerlastyng
god whiche hast graunted
to vs thy seruauntes thoroughe
confessyon of the true faythe, for
to acknowledge the glorye of the
eternall Trynyte. And to honour
the one god in thy almyghtye maiestye.
We beseche the that thorough
our stedfastnes in the same
faythe, we may alwayes be defendyd
from all aduersyte. Whiche
lyuest & raygnest one god, worlde
without ende.
So be it.

Of the holy Crosse. Anty.

Derely we ought to reioyse
in the crosse of our
lorde Iesu Chryste.

The versycle.

All the earthe worshippeth
the lorde.

The answere.

And prayseth his name with one
accorde.

Let vs praye.

O God which haste ascended
thy most holy crosse: & haste
gyuen light to the darkenes of the
worlde / vouchesaufe thou by the
vertue of the holy crosse to illumyne /
visite, and comforte bothe our
hartes and bodyes. Whiche lyuest
and reygnest o god worlde without
ende. So be it.

Of saynt Mychaell tharchangell.
The antheme.

O archangell Mighel,
come for to socoure the
people of god: & I shall
gyue the prayse in ye presence
of Aungelles.

The versycle.

In thy holy temple I shall to the praye.

The answere.

And thy blessyd name confesse alwaye.

Let vs praye.

O God, whyche by a wonderfull
order doyst apoynte the
seruyce, bothe of men, and aungelles,
of thy excedynge mercye
graunte vs: that by them whiche
attende alwaye vpon thy seruyce
in heuyn, our lyfe may be defended
here in erth. By Chryst our lorde.
So be it.

Of saynt Iohan baptyst. The Antheme.

Amonge the sonnes
of women, there hath
nat rysen a greatter
than Ioha~ Baptyste.

The versycle.

Fro~ god there was a
man sent.
whose name was Iohan
verament.

Let vs praye.

O Lorde, defende vs alwaye
thoroughe the contynuall
socours of saynt Iohan Baptyst /
for the more frayle that we be, the
more nede we haue to be releuyd
with necessarye prayours. By
Chryst our lorde. So be it.

Of saynt Peter & Paule. Anty.

Peter the apostell &
Paule the doctour of
the ge~tyls they good
lorde haue taught vs
thy lawe.

The versycle.

In all the earth theyr
voyce dyd sounde.

The answere.

And in the costes of the worlde
rounde.

Let vs praye.

O God, whose ryghte hande
dyd lyfte vp blessyd Peter ye
apostle walking among ye wauys
of water, for to saue him fro~ drownyng /
& delyuerydest his felowe apostle
Paule after thre dayes saylyng
fro~ the depe of the see: here vs
mercyfully, & graunt, yt thorough
the merytes of the~ bothe, we may
obtayne ye glory euerlasting. Whiche
lyuest and reygnest. So be it.

Of saynt Andrewe. The antheme.

Andrewe was the seruaunt
of Christ, goddes
worthy apostle, the brother
of Peter, & his felowe
in passyon.

The versycle.

The lorde louyd Andrewe his seruaunte.

The answere.

With a sauoure swete & pleasau~t.

Let vs praye.

LOrde, we humbly beseche
thy maiesty, that lyke as
blessyd Andrewe thyne apostell
was true prechour and prelate of
thy churche, so let hym be a contynuall
petycyoner for vs vnto the.
By Christe our lorde. So be it.

Of saynt Iohan Euangelyste. The antheme.

This is ye same Iohan
which leaned vpon the
breste of the lorde in his
last souper.

Versycle.

Greatly to be praysed
is Iohn~ the Eua~gelyst.

The answere.

Whiche leanyd on the brest of Iesu
Christ.

Let vs praye.

WE beseche the lorde of thy
benygnyte to gloryfy thy
church, that it beynge illumyned
with the teachynges of blessyd
saynt Iohn~ thy apostle and euangelyst,
may attayne to the rewardes
euerlastynge. By Chryste our
lorde. So be it.

Of saynt Laurence. Anty.

Saynt Laurence the
Deacon dyd worke a
good worke / for by vertue
of the holye crosse,
he gaue syghte to the
blynde.

The versycle.

He dystrybuted and gaue to the
poore.

The answere.

Hys rightuousnes remayneth for
euermore.

Let vs praye.

LOrde we beseche ye to gyue
vs grace for to que~che the
flames of our vyces, euen as thou
gauest power to blessyd saint Laurence
to ouercome the burnynge
heate of his torme~tes. By Chryst
our lorde. So be it.

Of saynt Steuyn. Anty.

Steuyn sawe the heuyns
open, he both sawe
and wente in: blessyd is
that man to whome the
heuyns shall be open.

The versycle.

Thou haste hym crowned with
glorye and honoure.

The answere.

And haste hym set aboue thy ha~de
laboure.

Let vs praye.

GRaunte good lorde that we
may perfytely folowe hym
that we do worshyppe / to the intente
we may lerne to loue oure

E

enemyes, for nowe we sole~pnyse
hys commemoracyon that coude
fynde in his herte to praye for hys
persequtors vnto oure lorde Iesu
Chryst. Whiche lyueth and raygneth
with the and the holy ghoste
in vnite of godhede worlde without
ende. So be it.

Of saynt Nycolas. Antyphona.

Blessyd saynte Nycolas
beynge yet a chylde,
dyd subdue hys bodye
with moche fastynge.

The versycle.

Blessyd
Nycolas / for vs make
peticyon.

The answere.

That we be enabled to Chrystes
promyssyon.

Let us praye.

O God whyche haste gloryfyed
blessyd Nycolas thy
holy bysshop with innumerable
myracles / graunt we beseche the,
that by hys merytes & prayours,
we may be delyuered fro~ the fyre
of hell. By Chryste.
So be it.

Of Mary Magdalene. a~n.

Mary Magdalene dyd
anoynte the fete of Iesu
& dyd wype them with
hearys of her heade /
And the house was perfumyd
with the sauour
of the oyntement.

The versycle.

Many synnes were forgyuen her.

The answere.

Bycause her loue was intier.
GRaunt vnto vs most mercy
full father yt lyke as blessyd
Mary Magdalene obtayned pardon
of her offences thorough the loue
that she bare to thy onely begotten
son aboue all thynges / euyn so
thoroughe thy mercy let her purchase
for vs the blysse euerlasting.
By Chryst our lorde. So be it.

Of saynt Katheryne. a~n.

The virgyn saynt Katheryne,
the gemme of
Grecia was the doughter
of kynge Lostus in
the cyte of Alexandria.

The versycle.

Holy Katheryne / for vs make petycyon.

The answere.

E.ij.

That we be enabled to Chrystes
promyssyon.

Let vs praye.

ALmyghtye and eternall
god, whiche haste co~mau~dyd
the body of thy gloryous
virgyn and martyre Katheryn
to be caryed by thyne aungels
in to the mounte of Synay, shewe
suche fauoure vnto vs that by
her mediacyon, we may be caryed
vp in to the mounte of vertue,
where we may deserue to beholde
the clerenes of thy face. By Christ
our lorde.
So be it.

Of saynt Margarete. a~n.

Saint margarete was
but .xv. yeres olde when
she was caste into pryson
by the cruell tyrante
Olybrius.

The versycle.

For thy beautye & coloure shene.

The answere.

Procede prosperouslye and be a
quene.

Let vs praye.

GOd that haste causyd the
blessyd virgyn Margarete
to obtayne heuyn thoroughe the
crowne of martyrdome, graunte
we beseche the, that by the folowynge
of her examples, we maye
deserue to approche vnto the. By
Chryst our lorde.

Of the sayntes, whose relykhes remayne in the holy churche. The antheme.

The bodyes of holy sayntes are
buryed in pease, whose names
shalbe in perpetuall remembrau~ce.

The versycle.

Blessyd be they that dwell with
the lorde.

The answere.

They prayse hym alwaye with
one accorde.

Let vs praye.

ALmyghty god we beseche
the, vouchesaufe that the
merytes of thy holy mother & perpetual
virgyn Mary & the holy saintes
whose relykes are conteyned
in the vniuersall churche may defe~de
vs: so yt by theyr prayours we
may euermore reioyse in praysyng
of the with tranquyllyte & pease.
By Chryste our lorde. So be it.

E.iij.

Of all Sayntes. The antheme.

All ye blessyd sayntes,
and electe seruauntes
of god / haue vs in remembrau~ce
before god
that thoroughe helpe of
youre prayers, we may
deserue to be assocyate with you.

The versycle.

Reioyse in the lorde, you that be
iustyfyed.

The answere.

And all you that in herte be rectyfyed.

Let vs praye.

WE beseche the good lorde,
that thou beynge pleased
with the prayers of all thyne
holy sayntes wylte bothe graunt
vs pardon of oure defautes / and
gyue vs also perpetuall remedye
for them. By Chryst our lorde.
So be it.

For peace. The antheme

Lorde sende vs peace in oure
dayes / for there is none other that
fyghteth for vs, but onely thou
lorde god.

The versycle.

Lorde, sende peace, thoroughe thy
vertue.

The answere.

And greate aboundance in euery
countrey.

Let vs praye.

O God, from whome all holy
desyres, all good counselles
and all iuste workes do procede,
gyue vnto thy seruauntes
that same peace which the worlde
can nat gyue / that our hartes beynge
obedyent to thy commau~dementes,
and the feare of oure enemyes
taken awaye, our tyme
may be peasyble thorough
thy proteccyon. By
Chryst our lorde.
So be it.
Blesse we the lorde.
Thanke we god.

Matyns of the Crosse.

E.iiij.

HE that is the greate
profounde sapyence
And dyuyne truthe of the father
on hye
Whyche for mankynde of his
beneuolence
Hym selfe hathe made bothe
god and man ioyntely
Was solde and boughte by the
Iewes trayterously
And about mydnyght perturbyd
and taken
And of his discyples anone forsaken.

The versycle.

We worshyp ye Christ with prayse
& benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemydst the worlde,
from al affliccyon.

Let vs praye.

LOrde Iesu Christe, son of
the lyuyng god, set thyne
holye passyon, crosse, and
deathe betwene thy iudgemente
and oure soules, bothe
nowe & at the houre of death, and
moreouer vouchesaufe to graunte
vnto the lyuynge, mercy, & grace,
to thy holy church peace & co~corde,
and to vs poore synners lyfe & ioye
euerlastyng / whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with ye father & the holy
ghost, worlde wtout ende. So be it.
The gloryous passyon of oure
lorde Iesu Chryste, delyuer vs fro~
sorowe and heuynes, and brynge
vs to the ioyes of paradyse. Ame~.

E.v.

THe Lamentacyon of the
mother Mary.
Her virgyns herte a sonder all
to brake.
Whe~ tydings came vnto her sode~ly
Howe yt her son at mydnyghte
shulde be take.
But at the mornynge her woo
gan more awake
When she herde hym brought
to the iudgement hall.
Which made her ofte to sygh &
sobbe withall.

The versycle.

We do prayse the / and do pray the
mother of god most mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende
fro~ deathe that is most sorowfull.

The prayere.

HOly lorde Iesu, son of ye most
swete virgyn Mary, which
sufferedyst deathe for vs vpon a
crosse, shewe vnto vs thy mercy, &
grau~te vnto vs & vnto all that deuoutly
haue in remembraunce the
compassyon of thy moste holy mother
for her sake prosperous lyfe
in this present worlde / & thorough
thy grace, eternal glory in ye worlde
to cum. Wherin thou doste lyue &
raygne one god with ye holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne, bryng vs to the blysse
of almighty god ye father. So be it.

Nowe the sayenge of houres fyrst began, & why they are so called

At certayne houres, vnto god
for to praye.
Was fyrst begonne, by the prophete
Daniell. Daniell .vi.
Whiche knelynge on his knees
thre tymes euery day.
Dyd inuocate god / and as the
Actes do tell. Actuum .x.
Saynte Peter the apostell of a
customable vse
Prayed vnto god certayne houres
of the day
which thi~g doutles dyd fyrst i~duce
The seruyce of these houres that
dayly saye.
And by that example / as wryteth.
S. Cypriane.
Suche prayenge was receyued
in the churche chrystian.

Here foloweth pryme & houres of our Lady.

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as it
is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.
Prayse ve the lorde

The hympne.

CUm holy ghoste, O creatour
eternall.
In our myndes, to make
visitacion
And fulfyll yu with grace supernall
Our hertes yt be of thy creacyon.
Remembre lorde, author of saluacyon.
That somtyme, of a virgyn pure
Without helpe of ma~s operacyon
Thou tokest vpon the, oure frayle
nature.
O virgyn Mary, moste gracyous
O mother of mercy incomparable
From our enemy, defende thou vs
And in the houre of deathe be sauourable.
Glory to ye lorde, of myghts moste.
That of a virgyn chast, was bore
Glorye to thy father, and the holy
ghoste.
To them be praysynge, for euermore.
So be it.

Anty. O wonderfull exchaunge.

The .liij. Psalme.

GOd for thy names sake saue
me: and delyuer me by thy
power.
O god heare my prayoure: gyue
eare to the wordes of my mouthe.
For straungers haue rysen agaynste
me: and tyrauntes hauynge
no respecte vnto god, haue sought
my lyfe.
But lo / god helpeth me: and the
lorde sustayneth my soule.
Tourne ye euyls vnto myne enemyes:
and for thy truthes sakes
destroye them.
Wyllyngly shall I sacrefyce vnto
the: and shall acknowledge thy
name o lorde for it is good.
For thou haste delyuered me out
of all trouble: and myne eye hathe
oureloked her enemyes.
Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxvi. Psalme.

PRayse ye the lorde all gentylles:
prayse ye him all nacyons.

52

For his mercy hathe byn enlarged
on vs: & the truthe of the lorde
endureth for euer.
Glory be to ye father / to the sonne
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnyng, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxvij. Psalme.

ACknoweledge the lorde for
he is good: for hys mercy is
euerlastynge.
Let Israel say that he is good for
hys mercy is euerlastynge.
Let ye house of Aaron saye yt he is
good: for his mercy is euerlasting
Let all that feare the lorde say yt
his mercy is euerlastynge.
In my trouble haue I called vpo~
the lorde: and the lorde hath harde
me at large.
The lorde is myne helpar: I feare
nat what so euer man maye do
to me.
The lorde is my helper: & I shall
despyse myne enemyes.
Better is it to truste in the lorde:
then to truste in men.
Better is it to truste in the lorde:
then to truste in prynces.

53

All nacyons haue co~passyd me:
and yet in the lordes name haue I
ben auenged vpon them.
They by co~passynge haue closed
me in: and yet in the lordes name
haue I ben auengyd vpon them.
They haue swarmyd aboute me
lyke bees / and they haue burnte
me as fyer amonge thornes: and
yet in the lordes name haue I ben
reuengyd vpon them.
By vyolence haue I ben ouerturnyd
that I fell: and the lorde
toke me vp.
My strengthe and prayse is the
lorde: and he is made myne helthe.
The noyse of myrthe and helthe
is in the tabernacles of the iuste.
The ryghte hande of the lorde
hathe wrought vertue: the lordes
ryght hande hathe exalted me / the
lordes ryght ha~de hathe wrought
vertue.
Lette me nat dye, but lyue: and
I shall shewe the workes of the
lorde.
With chastysynge the lorde, hath
chastysed me: and hathe nat put
me to deathe.

54

Open vnto me the gates of iustyce /
& entryng therin I shall make
knowledge to the lorde: this is the
lordes gate / the ryghtuous shall
entre therein.
I wyll confesse the o lorde bycause
thou haste harde me / and art
becum my sauyng helth.
The stone whiche the buylders
reiectyd: the same was sette at the
heade of the corner.
This is done by the lorde: and it
is merueylouse in our eyes.
This is the day whiche the lorde
made: lette vs be mery and reioyse
therein.
O lorde saue thou me / o lorde preserue
me well / blessyd is he that
commeth in the lordes name.
We gyue prayse to you that be of
the lordes house: god is the lorde /
and he hathe gyuen lyghte vnto
vs.
Appoynt ye a solempne holy day
in thycke places, euyn vnto the
corner of the aulter.
Thou arte my god, and I shall
confesse the: thou arte my god and
I shall exalte the.

F

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I shall make knowledge vnto ye
o lorde for thou haste harde me /
& arte become my sauynge helthe.
Acknowledge ye ye lorde, for he is
good: for his mercy is euerlastyng.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was at the begynnyng, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The anthem.

O wonderfull excha~ge. The creatour
of mankynde taking vpo~ him
a lyuyng body, hath vouchesaued
to be borne of a virgyn. And he beynge
made man withoute sede of
man, hathe co~mytted vnto vs his
godhede.
In all thinges haue I sought
reste, and shall dwell in the
herytage of the lorde.
Then the creatour of all thynges
sayd and commaunded me, and he
that creatyd me hath restyd in my
tabernacle. Thanke we god.

The answere.

Hayle Mary full
of grace, our lorde is with the.
Hayle Mary ful of grace, our lorde
is with the.

The versycle.

Blessyd be thou amonge women
& blessyd be ye frute of thy wombe.
Our lorde is with the. Glorye be
to the father / to the son, and to the
holy ghoste. Hayle Mary full of
grace / our lorde is with the.

The versycle.

Holye mother of god and virgyn
perpetuall.

The answere.

Praye for vs vnto the Lorde celestyall.
Lorde god heare my prayour.
And gyue hearynge vnto my
clamour.
GRaunt / we beseche the lorde
god / yt my seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helth of body &
soule. And thorough thy gracyous
intercessyon of the virgyn thy mother,
yt we may be delyuered from
this present heuynes, and to haue
ye fruycyon of eternal gladnes. By
Christ our lorde. So be it.

The fyrst houre of the Crosse.

THe fyrst houre / in the mornynge
erly
Unto theyr Iudge / called Pylate
the Iewes.

F.ij.

Iesu with his handes bounden
they cary
Where many a false wytnesse
dyd hym accuse
In the necke they hym smytte
his body they bruse
They spytte and defyle there
his godly face
The lyghte of heuen / replete
with all grace.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Christe with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemyd the worlde fro~
all affliccyon.

Let vs pray.

LOrde Iesu Chryste, son of
the lyuynge god, set thyne
holy passyon, crosse, and deathe
betwene thy iudgement and oure
soules / bothe nowe and at the
houre of deathe. And moreouer
vouchesaufe to graunte vnto the
lyuynge, mercye, and grace / to thy
holy church peace & concorde, & to
vs poore synners lyfe & ioye euerlastyng,
whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with ye father & the holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The gloryous passyon of oure
lorde Iesu Christ / delyuer vs from
sorowe and heuynesse / and brynge
vs to the ioyes of paradyse. So
be it.

The fyrste houre of the compassyon of oure Lady.

WHen our lady i~ the mornynge
behelde
Her onely sonne, scourgyd and
foule arayde
Bobbed, knokte, and hys face
with spyt defyled.
God wote in hert she was full
sore dismayde
But yet alas / it maketh myne
herte afrayde
To thinke howe she fell in greuous
wepynge
And howe dulfully her handes
she gan wrynge.

The versycle.

We do prayse the / and do pray the
mother of god moost mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
fro~ deathe that is most sorowfull.

F.iij.

The prayer.

HOly lorde Iesu / son of the
moost swete virgyn Mary,
whiche sufferedyst death for
vs vpon a crosse / shewe vnto vs
thy mercy, and graunte vnto vs /
and vnto all that deuoutly haue in
remembraunce the compassyon of
thy most holy moder for her sake
prosperous lyfe, in this presente
worlde / and thoroughe thy grace,
eternall glorye in the worlde to
come. Wherin thou doste lyue and
raygne one god with ye holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne, brynge vs to
the blysse of almyghty
god the father.
So be it.

The thyrde houre.

H

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glorye be to the father
/ to the son/ & to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The hympne.

CUm holy Ghoste, O creatour
eternall.
In our myndes, to make visytacyon
And fulfyll thou with grace supernall
Our hertes yt be of thy creacyon.
Remembre lorde, author of saluacyon.
That somtyme, of a virgyn pure
Without helpe of mannes operacyon
Thou tokest vpon the, oure frayle
nature.
O virgyn Mary, moste gracyous
O mother of mercy incomparable
From our enemy, defende thou vs
And in the houre of deathe be fauourable.
Glorye to the lorde, of myghtes
moste.
That of a virgyn chast, was bore
Glorye to thy father, and the holy
ghoste.
To them be praysynge, for euermore.
So be it.

Anty. Whan thou waste borne.

The .cxix. Psalme.

I Cryed vnto the lorde whe~
I was in trouble: and he
herde me.
O lorde delyuer my soule
from lyenge lyppes: and a deceytefull
tonge.
What may be gyuen the / or what
may be layed agaynste the: for a
deceytefull tongue.
The sharpe arowes of ye mighty:
with hotte sparklynge colys.
Wo is me for my restynge place is
prolongyd: I haue dwellyd with
the inhabytantes of Cedar, my
soule was longe in exyle.
I was peasyble with them that
hated peace: when I spake vnto
them they assaultyd me causeles.
Glorye be to the father, to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge,
as it is nowe and euer shall be.
So be it.

The .cxx. Psalme.

I Lyfted vp myne eyes vnto
the hylles: fro~ whens helpe
shall come vnto me.

F.v.

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My helpe cometh from the lorde:
that made heuen and earthe.
He shall nat suffre thy fote to
slyppe: neyther shal he that kepeth
the, fall into a slombre.
Lo he shall nether fall a slepe nor
slombre: whiche kepeth Israell.
The lorde kepeth ye / ye lorde is thy
defence: more then thy ryght ha~de.
The sonne shal nat burne the by
day: nor the mone by nyght.
The lorde kepeth the fro~ al euyll:
the lorde kepeth euen thy soule.
The lorde kepeth thy goynge in
and goynge out: from this tyme
forthe and euermore.
Glorye be to ye father, to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxi. Psalme.

I Reioysed in those thinges yt
were said vnto me: we shal
go in to the lordes house.
Our fete were standynge in thy
gates: O Ierusalem.
Ierusalem which is buylded lyke
a Cyte: whose particypacyon is
within it selfe.

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For thyther ascended the trybes,
euen the trybes of the lorde / the
testymonye of Israell to acknowledge
the lordes name.
For there satte the sytters in iudgement:
euyn the seate of the house
of Dauid.
Praye ye for the peace of Ierusalem:
and haboundance is to them
that loue the.
Let peace be made thorough thy
vertue: & ple~tuousnes i~ thy house.
For my brothers and kynredes
sakes: I prayed peace for the.
For the house of our lorde god: I
besought good thynges for the.
Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The anthem.

When thou wast borne of the virgyn
Marye, by an vnspeakeable
meane, then were the scryptures
fulfylled, for thou dydest dyscende
euen lykewyse, as the rayne dyd
in to the flees of Gedeon, for the
saluacyon of ma~kynde. We prayse
the lorde god.

The chapitre.

FRrom the begynnynge, and
before ye worlde was I created,
and shall neuer fayle vnto the
worlde that is to cum, and I haue
minystred before hym, in an holy
habytacyon. Thankes be to god.

The answere.

Holy mother of god, and virgyn
perpetuall.
Holy mother of god, and virgyn
perpetuall.

Versycle.

Praye for vs vnto the
lorde celestyall. O virgyn perpetuall.
Glorye be to the father / the
son, and to the holy ghoste. Holy
mother of god, and virgyn perpetuall.

The versycle.

After thy byrthe,
virgyn thou dydest remayne.

The response.

Praye to thy son
to saue vs from payne. Lorde god
heare my prayour. And gyue hearynge
vnto my clamoure.

Let vs praye.

GRaunt, we beseche the lorde
god / yt thy seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helthe of body
& soule. And thoroughe the gracyous
intercessyon of the virgyn thy
mother, that we may be delyuered
from this present heuynes / and to
haue the fruycyon of eternal gladnes.
By Chryste our lorde. Blesse
we the lorde. Thanke we god.

The thyrde houre of the crosse.

ABout thre houres after
the sonne gan sprynge
All the iewes crye Iesu
to crucifye
And in scorne they hym clothed
with purple clothynge
And in stede of a crowne on his
hed they tye
A crowne of thorne / that prycked
cruelly
And lad him forth to the place
where he dyed.
With a greate howge crosse on
his shulders leyed.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Chryste with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemyd the worlde, fro~
all affliccyon.

Let vs praye.

LOrde Iesu Christ, son of ye
lyuyng god, set thyne holy
passyon, crosse, & deathe betwene
thy iudgement & our soules, bothe
nowe & at the houre of death, and
moreouer vouchesaufe to graunte
vnto the lyuynge, mercy, & grace,
to thy holy church peace & co~corde,
and to vs poore synners lyfe & ioye
euerlastyng / whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with the father and the
holy ghoste, worlde without ende.
So be it.
The gloryous passion of our lorde
Iesu Christ, delyuer vs fro~ sorowe
& heuynes / and brynge vs to the
ioyes of paradyse. So be it.

The thyrde houre of the compassyon of our Lady.

WHan the virgyn of virgyns
behelde her son
About thre houres after the day
gan sprynge
With a sharpe crowne of thorne
on his hede done
And a great crosse on his shulders
berynge
To the place of death the Iewes
hym leadyng
Alas for woo downe in the strete
she fell
With as sadde an herte as euer
tongue coulde tell.

Versycle.

We do prayse the, & do praye the,
mother of god moste mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
fro~ deathe, that is most sorowfull.

The prayer.

HOly lorde Iesu, son of ye most
swete virgyn Mary, which
sufferedyst deathe for vs vpon a
crosse, shewe vnto vs thy mercy, &
grau~te vnto vs & vnto all that deuoutly
haue in remembraunce the
compassyon of thy moste holy mother
for her sake prosperous lyfe
in this present worlde / & thorough
thy grace, eternal glory in ye worlde
to cum. Wherin thou doste lyue &
raygne one god with ye holy ghoste
worlde without ende. So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne bryng vs to ye blysse of
almyghty god the father. So be it.

The syxte houre of our lady.

H

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.
Prayse ye the lorde.

The hympne.

CUm holy Ghoste, O creatour
eternall.
In our mynds, to make visitacion
And fulfyll thou with grace supernall
Our hertes yt be of thy creacyon.
Remembre lorde, author of saluacyon.
That somtyme, of a virgyn pure
Without helpe of ma~s operacyon
Thou tokest vpon the, oure frayle
nature.
O virgyn Mary, moste gracyous
O mother of mercy incomparable
From our enemy, defende thou vs
And in the houre of deathe be fauourable.
Glorye to the lorde, of myghtes
moste.
That of a virgyn chast, was bore
Glorye to thy father, and the holy
ghoste.
To them be praysynge, for euermore.
So be it.

Anty. The busshe.

G

The .cxxij. Psalme.

UNto the haue I lyfte vp
myne eyes o god: whiche
inhabytest the heuens.
Euyn lyke as the eyes of seruau~tes
wayte: at the handes of theyr
maysters.
As the eyes of an hande mayden
be vpon her maystres: euen so be
our eyes vpon the lorde oure god,
vntyll he haue mercy vpon vs.
Haue mercye on vs, o lorde haue
mercye on vs: for we are fylled
with moche contemte.
For our soule is fylled very moche:
beynge scornyd of the ryche, &
despysed of the proude.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnyng / as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxiij. Psalme.

ONeles the lorde had byn amonge
vs let Israell nowe
speake oneles the lorde hadde byn
amonge vs.
When men arose agaynst vs: peraduenture
they myght haue swalowed
vs vp quycke.

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When theyr furye was wode agaynste
vs: peraduenture water
mought haue souped vs vp.
Our soule hath passid ouer a ryuer
our soule padue~ture myghte haue
passyd ouer a water intollerable.
Blessyd be the lorde: whiche hath
nat sufferyd vs to be caught with
theyr teathe.
Our soule hathe byn delyuered
euyn as a sparrowe from the foulers
snare.
The snare is worne out: and we
are delyuered.
Our helpe co~systeth in ye name of
ye lorde: which made heuyn & earth.
Glorye be to the father, to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnyng, as it
is nowe & euer shall be. So be it.

The .cxxiiij. Psalme.

THey that truste in the lorde
as a mountayne of Syon:
he shall neuer more ben mouyd
whiche inhabyteth Ierusalem.
Mountaynes are in cyrcuyte of
it: and the lorde is in the cyrcuyte
of his people from this tyme forth
and euermore.

G.ij.

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For god shall nat leue the rod of
synners vpon ye lotte of the iuste:
lest the iuste shulde extende theyr
handes vnto synne.
Do well o lorde to the good and
vpryght in harte.
But those that swarue, the lorde
shall bryng in to bondes with the~
that worke wyckednesse, & peace
ouer all Israell.
Glorye be to the father, to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnyng, as it
is nowe & euer shall be. So be it.

Anty.

The busshe that Moyses
sawe preserued fro~ burnyng wha~
it was vpon a lyght fyre dyd sygnyfye
to vs thy moste commendable
virginytie: Goddes mother
pray for vs.

The chapytre.

ANd so in Syon was I setlyd,
and in an halowed cytie
also I rested / and in Ierusalem
my power. Thanke we
to god.

The answere.

After thy
byrth, virgyn thou dydest remayne
After thy byrth, virgyn thou dydest
remayne.

The versycle.

Praye to thy son to saue vs from
payne. Uirgynne thou dydest remayne.
Glorye be to the father,
to the son, and to the holye ghoste.
After thy byrthe, virgynne thou
dydest remayne.

The versycle.

Thou arte made beautyfull and
amorous.

The answere.

O mother of god moste gloryous.
Lorde god, heare my prayoure.
And gyue hearynge vnto my clamoure.

Let vs praye.

GRaunt, we beseche the lorde
god / yt thy seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helthe of body
& soule. And thoroughe the gracyous
intercessyon of the virgyn thy
mother, that we may be delyuered
from this present heuynes / and to
haue the fruycyon of eternal gladnes.
By Chryste our lorde. Blesse
we the lorde.
Thanke we god.

The syxte houre of the Crosse.

G.iij.

THe .vi. houre springyng before
the mydday
Iesu ha~de and fote to the crosse
they nayled
With the shamefullyst deathe
that they contryue may
In dispyte bytwene two theues
hym hanged
Whan that they thoughte for
payne that he thursted
His thurste for to quenche, they
proffered hym gall
Thys la~be thus illuded bought
our synnes all.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Chryste with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemed the world, from
all afflyccyon.

The prayer.

LOrde Iesu Chryste, son of ye
lyuynge god, set thyne holy
passyon, crosse, and deathe
betwene thy iudgement and oure
soules / bothe nowe and at the
houre of deathe. And moreouer
vouchesaufe to graunte vnto the
lyuynge, mercye, and grace / to thy
holy church peace & concorde, & to
vs poore synners lyfe & ioye euerlastyng,
whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with ye father & the holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The gloryous passyon of oure
lorde Iesu Christ / delyuer vs from
sorowe & heuynesse / and bryng vs
to the ioyes of paradyse. So be it.

The syxte houre of the compassyon of our Lady.

THis pyteous mother byfore
the none tyde
Her sonne eleuate on the crosse
myght see
Hys body torne and wrapped
with woundes wyde
Hangynge betwene theues, as
shamefull as coulde be
Hys thurste to slake bytter gall
tasted he
At her owne hert his payne she
felte so sore
She weyllyd & cryed a .C. sythe
therfore.

The versycle.

We do prayse the / and do pray the,
mother of god moste mercyfull.

The answere.

G.iiij.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
fro~ deathe that is most sorowfull.

The prayer.

HOly lorde Iesu, son of the
moste swete virgyn Marye
whiche sufferedyst deathe for vs
vpon a crosse, shewe vnto vs thy
mercy / and graunte vnto vs and
vnto all that deuoutelye haue in
remembraunce the compassyon of
thy most holy moder for her sake
prosperous lyfe in this presente
worlde / and thoroughe thy grace,
eternall glorye in the worlde to
come. Wherin thou doste lyue and
raygne one god with the holye
ghoste worlde without ende.
So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne, bryng vs to the
blysse of almyghty god
the father.
So be it.

The nynthe houre of our lady.

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.

G.v.

As it was in the begynnynge, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.
Prayse ye the lorde.

The hympne.

CUm holy ghoste, O creatour
eternall.
In our myndes, to make
visitacion
And fulfyll yu with grace supernall
Our hertes yt be of thy creacyon.
Remembre lorde, author of saluacyon.
That somtyme, of a virgyn pure
Without helpe of ma~s operacyon
Thou tokest vpon the, oure frayle
nature.
O virgyn Mary, moste gracyous
O mother of mercy incomparable
From our enemy, defende thou vs
And in the houre of deathe be fauourable.
Glorye to the lorde, of myghtes
moste.
That of a virgyn chast, was bore
Glorye to thy father, and the holy
ghoste.
To them be praysynge, for euermore
So be it.

Anty. The rote of Iesse.

The .cxxv. Psalme.

WHan the lorde tourned
the captyuyte of Syon:
we were made glad.
Then was oure mouthe full of
myrth: & our tongue of wylfulnes.
Then shall they saye among the
gentylles: the lorde hathe magnyfyed
to do with them.
The lorde hath magnyfyed to do
with vs: we are made ioyfull.
Lorde conuerte our captyuite: as
a ryuer in the southe.
They that sowe with teares:
shall reape with gladnes.
They goynge forthe, wente and
wepte: castynge theyr sedys.
But co~mynge agayne they shall
cum with ioye: bearynge theyr ha~des
full of corne.
Glorye be to the father / to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnyng, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxvi. Psalme.

ONeles the lorde haue buylded
the house: thy haue laboured
in vayne whiche buylde it.

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Oneles the lorde haue kepte the
cytie: he hathe watched in vayne
that keapeth it.
It is in vayne for you to ryse
before lyghte: aryse after youre
syttynge ye that eate the breade
of sorowe.
When he hathe gyuen slepe to his
welbelouyd: so the erytage of the
lorde is chyldren, the rewarde is
the fruyte of the wombe.
As arrowes in the hande of the
myghtye: so be the chyldren of
smyters.
Blessyd is the man which fulfylled
his desyre of them: he shall nat
be confounded when he shal speke
to his enemyes in the gate.
Glorye be to the father / to ye son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnyng, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxvij. Psalme.

BLessyd be all that feare the
lorde: whiche walke in his
wayes.
For thou shalte eate the laboures
of thyne handes: thou shalte
be blessyd / & well shalte thou be.

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Thy wyfe as a plentuous vyne
in the sydes of thyne house.
Thy sonnes lyke the plantes of
olyue trees: all about thy table.
So thus shall a man be blessyd
whiche feareth the lorde.
The lorde of Syon blesse the: and
thou shalte se the goodes of Ierusalem
all the dayes of thy lyfe.
And thou shalte se the chyldren
of thy chyldren: and peace vpon
Israell.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnyng / as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

Anty.

The rote of Iesse hathe
borne buddes / a sterre is rysen out
of the house of Iacobe / a virgyn
hathe borne the sauyoure of the
worlde: we prayse the lorde god.

The chapitre.

ANd I haue planted my rote
in an honorable nacyo~ /
whose enherytaunce is in
the partes of my god / and amonge
the companye of sayntes is my taryenge.
Thankes be to god.

The answere.

Thou arte made beautyfull and
amorous. Thou arte made beautyfull
and amorous.

The versycle.

O mother of god moste gloryous.
And amorous. Glory be to the father /
to the son, and to the holye
ghoste. Thou arte made beautyfull
and amorous.

The versycle.

Grau~t me blessyd Lady to auau~ce
the with glory.

The answere.

Agaynste thyne enemyes gyue me
the victory. Lorde god heare my
prayour. And gyue hearynge vnto
my clamoure.

The prayer.

GRaunt, we beseche the lorde
god / yt thy seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helthe of
body & soule. And throughe ye gracious
intercessyon of the virgyn thy
mother, that we may be delyuered
from this present heuynes / and to
haue the fruycyon of eternal gladnes.
By Chryste our lorde. Blesse
we the lorde.
Thanke we god.

The nynthe houre of the Crosse.

OUr mercyfull lorde Iesu
goddes sonne
Callynge vnto his father
almyghty
yelded vs his soule. And full vpon
none
The spiryte departed that blessyd
body
The sonne waxed darke the
yerthe quoke wondersly
Great merueylous thynges to
beholde and heare
And yet a knyghte perced hys
hert with a spere.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Chryste with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemed the worlde, fro~
all affliccyon.

The prayer.

LOrde Iesu Chryste / son of
the lyuynge god, set thyne
holye passyon, crosse, and
deathe betwene thy iudgemente &
our soules, bothe nowe and at the
houre of oure deathe / & moreouer
vouchesaufe to graunte vnto the
lyuynge / mercye and grace, to thy
holy church peace & concorde, & to
vs poore synners lyfe & ioye euerlastyng,
whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with ye father & the holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The gloryous passyon of oure
lorde Iesu Christ / delyuer vs from
sorowe & heuynesse / and bryng vs
to the ioyes of paradyse. So be it.

The nynthe houre of the compassyon of our Lady.

SOne after none thys mother
sore wepynge
Her sonne callyng to his father
myght heare
Sawe from the body, the soule
departynge
And a knyghte, openynge hys
herte with a spere
For sorowe she fell deade in a
swone there
O mercyfull lorde god, what
erthely wyght
Wolde nat haue rewed of that
pyteous syght.

The versycle.

We do prayse the / and do pray the
mother of god moost mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
fro~ deathe, that is most sorowfull.

The prayer.

HOly lorde Iesu / son of the
most swete virgyn Mary,
which sufferedyst death for
vs vpon a crosse / shewe vnto vs
thy mercy, and graunte vnto vs /
and vnto all that deuoutly haue in
remembraunce the compassyon of
thy most holy moder for her sake
prosperous lyfe, in this presente
worlde / and thoroughe thy grace,
eternall glorye in the worlde to
come. Wherin thou doste lyue and
raygne one god with ye holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne, brynge vs to
the blysse of almyghty
god the father.
So be it.

Here foloweth euninsong of our Lady.

H

O God bende thy
selfe vnto my helpe.
Lorde haste the to
helpe me.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The anthem.

After thy byrthe.

The .cxxi. Psalme.

I Reioysed in those thinges yt
were said vnto me: we shal
go in to the lordes house.
Our fete were standynge in thy
gates: O Ierusalem.
Ierusalem which is buylded lyke
a Cyte: whose particypacyon is
within it selfe.
For thyther ascended the trybes,
euen the trybes of the lorde / the
testymonye of Israell to acknowledge
the lordes name.
For there satte the sytters in iudgement:
euyn the seate of the house
of Dauid.
Praye ye for the peace of Ierusalem:
and haboundance is to them
that loue the.
Let peace be made thorough thy
vertue: & ple~tuousnes i~ thy house.
For my brothers and kynredes
sakes: I prayed peace for the.
For the house of our lorde god: I
besought good thynges for the.

H.ij.

Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxij. Psalme

UNto the haue I lyfte vp
myne eyes o god: whiche
inhabytest the heuens.
Euyn lyke as ye eyes of seruau~tes
wayte: at ye ha~des of their maisters
As the eyes of an hande mayden
be vpon her maystres: euen so be
our eyes vpon the lorde oure god,
vntyll he haue mercy on vs.
Haue mercye on vs, o lorde haue
mercy on vs: for we are filled with
moche contemte.
For our soule is fylled verye moche:
beynge scornyd of the ryche, &
despysed of the proude.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge / as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxiij. Psalme.

ONles the lorde hadde byn amonge
vs let Israell nowe
speake oneles the lorde had bynne
amonge vs.

88

When men rose agaynste vs: peraduenture
they myght haue swallowed
vs vp quycke.
When theyr furye was wode agaynste
vs: peraduenture water
mought haue souped vs vp.
Our soule hathe passyd ouer a ryuer:
our soule peraduenture might
haue passyd ouer a water intollerable.
Blessyd be the lorde: whiche hath
nat suffered vs to be caughte with
theyr teathe.
Our soule hathe byn delyuered
euyn as a sparrowe from the foulers
snare.
The snare is worne out: and we
are delyuered.
Our helpe co~systeth in ye name of
the lorde: which made heuen & erth.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was at the begynnyng, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxiiij. Psalme.

THey that truste in the lorde
as a mountayne of Syon:
he shal neuer more be mouyd whiche
inhabyteth Ierusalem.

H.iij.

89

Mountaynes are in circuyte of
it: and the lorde is in the circuyte
of his people from this tyme forth
and euermore.
For god shall nat leue the rod of
synners vpon ye lotte of the iuste:
lest the iuste shulde extende theyr
handes vnto synne.
Do well o lorde to the good and
vpryght in harte.
But those that swarue, the lorde
shall bryng in to bondes with the~
that worke wyckednesse, & peace
ouer all Israell.
Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .cxxv. Psalme.

WHan the lorde tourned
the captyuite of Syon:
we were made glad.
Thenne was our mouthe full of
myrth: & our tongue of wylfulnes.
Then shal they saye amonge the
gentylles: the lorde hathe magnyfyed
to do with them.
The lorde hath magnyfyed to do
with vs: we are made ioyfull.

90

Lorde conuerte our captyuite: as
a ryuer in the southe.
They yt sowe with teares: shall
reape with gladnes.
They goyng forth went & wept:
rastynge theyr sedys.
But co~mynge agayne, they shall
cum with ioye: bearynge theyr ha~des
full of corne.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was at the begynnyng, as
it is nowe and euer shalbe.
So be it.

The anthem

After thy byrthe, virgyn yu dyddest
remayne.
Pray to thy sonne to saue vs from
payne.

The chapytre.

BLessyd arte thou virgynne
Mary whiche haste borne
the lorde that creatyd the worlde.
Thou haste borne hym that made
the, and yet thou remaynest a virgyn
euermore. Thanke be to god.

The hympne.

HAyle sterre of the see moost
radiant

H.iiij.

O mother of god moste gloryous
A pure virgyn, alwaye perseueraunte
O gate of heuen moste gorgyous
Thou waste saluted with greate
humilyte
When Gabryell sayd, Aue maria
Establysshe vs in peace and tranquyllyte
And chaunge the name of synfull
Eua.
Loose the prysonners from captyuite
Unto the blynde / gyue syghte agayne.
Delyuer vs from our malygnyte.
To thende we maye, some grace
attayne.
Shewe thy selfe, to be a mother.
So that he / accepte our petycyon.
Whyche for our sake, before all
other.
Was contented to be thy sonne.
O blessyd Lady, O synguler virgyne.
In parfyte mekenesse / all other excedynge.
Delyuer vs fromme bondage of
synne.
And make vs myke and chaste in
lyuynge.
Make vs euer pure lyfe to sun.
Guyde vs saufly, vpo~ our iournay
That we beholdyng ye face of Iesu
May ioye with hym, in heuen alwaye.
Glorye be to god the father.
Glorye to Chryste yt made vs free.
Glorye also to the holy comforter
One god, & persons thre. So be it.

The versycle.

Grace in thy vysage / increaseth
euermore.

The answere.

Thou arte euer blessyd / of god
therfore.

Anty. Holy Mary.

My soule magnyfyeth the
lorde.
And my spiryte reioysed
in god my sauyour.
For he hathe loked on the poore
degre of his hande mayden: beholde
nowe frome hens forthe shall all
generacyons call me blessyd.
For he that is myghtye / hathe
done to me great thyngs, & blessyd
is his name.

H.v.

And hys mercye is alwayes on
them that feare hym thoroughe
out all generacyons.
He hathe shewed strengthe with
his arme / he hathe scatered them
that are proude in the ymagynacyon
of theyr hertes.
He hathe put downe the myghty
from theyr seates / and hathe exalted
them of lowe degre.
He hathe fylled the hongry with
good thynges: and hathe sente awaye
the ryche empty.
He hathe remembred mercy: and
hath holpen his seruau~t Israell.
Euen as he promysed to oure fathers
Abraha~ & to his sede for euer.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge / as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

Anty.

Holy mother succour the
myserable, co~forte the weke spiryted,
gyue courage to the disperate,
pray for ye people / make intercessyo~
for the clergy / & be a meane for the
deuoute womankynde. Lorde god
here my prayour: & gyue hearynge
vnto my clamour.

The prayour.

GRaunt / we beseche the lorde
god / yt
thy seruauntes may
enioye contynuall helth of body &
soule. And thorough thy gracyous
intercessyon of the virgyn thy mother,
yt we may be delyuered from
this present heuynes, and to haue
ye fruycyon of eternal gladnes. By
Christ our lorde. So be it.
Blesse we the lorde.
Thanke we god.

Euynsonge of the Crosse

THe deed body of Chryste,
that blessyd man
From the crosse was losyd and
taken awaye
At euensonge tyme / but alas
where was than
His crowne of glorye and great
strengthe that day
Full preuely withi~ the godheed
it laye
yet wolde he his cruell deathe
suffer thus
The trewe medcyn of lyfe to
brynge vs.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Christe with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemyd the worlde fro~
all affliccyon.

The prayer.

LOrde Iesu Christe, son of
the lyuyng god, set thyne
holye passyon, crosse, and
deathe betwene thy iudgemente
and oure soules, bothe
nowe & at the houre of death, and
moreouer vouchesaufe to graunte
vnto the lyuynge, mercy, & grace,
to thy holy church peace & co~corde,
and to vs poore synners lyfe & ioye
euerlastyng / whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with the father and the
holy ghoste, worlde without ende.
So be it.
The gloryous passion of our lorde
Iesu Christ, delyuer vs fro~ sorowe
& heuynes / and brynge vs to the
ioyes of paradyse. So be it.

Euynsonge of the compassyon of our Lady.

WIth motherly pyte in
herte inclosyd
Her chyldes deade body she gan
beholde.
At euynsonge tyme frome the
crosse was losyd
That heuenly pledge in armes
she gan folde
She wepte & kyste his mouthe
an hundreth folde
The teares so habundaunt fro~
her eyes twayne
Fell, that they wet all his body
lyke rayne.

The versycle.

We do prayse the, and do pray the,
mother of godmoste mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
frome deathe that is moste sorowfull.

The prayer

HOly lorde Iesu, son of ye most
swete virgyn Mary, which
sufferedyst deathe for vs vpon a
crosse, shewe vnto vs thy mercy, &
grau~te vnto vs & vnto all that deuoutly
haue in remembraunce the
compassyon of thy moste holy mother
for her sake prosperous lyfe
in this present worlde / & thorough
thy grace, eternal glory in ye worlde
to cum. Wherin thou doste lyue
and raygne one god with the
holy ghoste worlde
without ende.
So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne brynge vs to the
blysse of almyghty god
the father.
So be it.

Here endeth the Euynsonge/ [illegible]

COnuerte vs o god
our sauyour.
And tourne thy wrathe
awaye from vs.
O god bende thy selfe to my helpe.
Lorde haste the to helpe me.
Glorye be to ye father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

Anty. Let vs with all iocundite.

The .xij. Psalme.

HOwe long lorde, wylt thou
forgette me for euer: howe
longe doyste thou tourne awaye
thy face from me.
Howe longe shall I caste pollecyes
in my mynde: and heuynes in
myne harte day by day.
Howe longe shall my enemye be
exalted ouer me: beholde and heare
me o lorde my god.
Illumyne my eyes lest I slepe any
tyme in deathe: that my enemye
neuer saye, I haue preuayled agaynste
hym.
They that trouble me wyll reioyse
if I be mouyd: but I haue
trusted in thy mercy.
Myne hert shall reioyse in thy saluacyon:
I shal synge to the lorde yt
gyueth me benefites, & shal prayse
the name of the most hyghe lorde.
Glory be to the father / to the son
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnynge, as it
is nowe and euer shalbe. So be it.

The .xlij. Psalme.

IUdge me o god & dyscerne
my cause from a people vnholy:
from a ma~ vniuste and
disceytefull delyuer me.
For thou o god, arte my fortres:
why haste yu forsaken me / wherfore
do I go all sorowfull whylst
myne enemy dothe vere me.
Sende forthe thy lyghte and thy
truth: they haue led me & brought
me into thy holy hyll, and thy habytacyons.
And I shall entre vnto thyne
aulter: to god that reioyseth my
youthe.
I shall prayse the with harte,
O god my god why art thou my
soule sorowefull / and why doyste
thou trouble me.
Trust i~ god, for yet shal I prayse
hym the sauyng helth that I loke
for and my god.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in ye begynnyng / as it
is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

I

The cxxviii. psalme.

EFtsones haue they assayled me:
euyn from my youth, let Israel now
tell it.
Eftesones haue they assayled me, euyn
from my youthe: and yet coulde they not
ouercome me.
Vpon my backe haue synners buylded:
they haue prolonged theyr wyckednes.
The ryghtuous lorde shall cut a sundre
the neckes of synners: let all be confounded
and tourned abacke, that hathe Syon.
Let them be made as the thatche of houses,
yt dyd wyther before it was pulled vp
Wherof he that shall mowe hath not fylled
his ha~de, nor he that shal gather gleanes,
his bosome.
And they that passed by, sayde not: the
blessyng of the lorde lyght vpon you: we
do blesse you in the name of the lorde.
Glorye be to the father, to the sonne, and
to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as it is
nowe, and euer shalbe. So be it.

The cxxx. psalme.

LOrde my herte is not exalted: neyther
be myn iyes set a lofte.

102

Neyther haue I walked in great thynges:
ne in meruayles aboue me.
If I dyd not thynke mekely: but haue
exalted my soule.
As a weanlynge is from his mother: so
let my soule be rewarded.
Let Israel truste in the lorde: from this
tyme forthe, and euermore.
Glorye be to the father, to the sonne, &
to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge: as. &c.

Anty.

Let vs with all gladnes solempnyse
the memorye of our blessed Lady, to
the ende that she may praye for vs, to our
lorde Jesu Christe.

The chapitre.

My sauour hath ben lyke vnto the
Cynamom and baulme, that smelleth
most fragrantly, I haue gyuen an
odour, as pleasau~t as the precyous myrre.
Thankes be to god.
O Blessyd Lady, o synguler
virgyne
In parfyte mekenes, all other
excedynge
Delyuer vs from bo~dage of synne
And make vs meke and chaste in lyuynge.
Make vs euer, pure lyfe to sue
Guyde vs saufly, vpo~ our iournay
That we beholding ye face of Iesu
May ioye with hym, in heuen alwaye.
Glorye be to god the father
Glory to Chryst that made vs free
Glory also to the holy comforter
One god, and personnes thre.
So be it.

The versycle.

God hathe chosen her before all
other.

The answere.

And in heuen he hathe sette hys
mother.

The songe of Symeon.

LOrde nowe lettest thou
thy seruaunte departe in
peace accordynge to thy
promes.
For myne eyes haue sene thy sauynge
healthe.
Which thou haste prepared before
the face of all people.
A lyghte to be shewed vnto the
gentylles / and to the glorye of thy
people Israell.
Glory be to the father / to the son,
and to the holy ghoste.
As it was in the begynnynge, as
it is nowe & euer shalbe. So be it.

Anty.

O mother of god, we do
gloryfye the, for thou art she that
bore Chryst / preserue al that gyue
the commendacyon.
Lorde god heare my prayour. And
gyue hearynge to my clamoure.

The prayer.

LOrde we beseche ye to poure
out thy grace in to our hertes /
so that we which haue
knowledge of the incarnacyon of
our lorde Iesu Chryste, by annunciacyon
of thy aungell, thoroughe
hys holy passyon and crosse, may
be brought vnto the glorye of the
laste resurreccyon. By the same
lorde Iesu Chryste, whiche lyueth
and reygneth one god with the father
and the holy ghoste, worlde
without ende. So be it.

I.iij.

Let vs prayse the lorde. And gyue
hym thankes with one accorde.

Complyn of the crosse.

THe hope of our lyfe euer to
indure
Of Iesu the noble and blessyd
body
At complyn tyme was brought
to sepulture
Spyced & adournyd fragraunt
and swetely
Of scripture complete was tha~
the mystery
Therfore Iesu graunte me thy
wondes tendre
And thy deathe busely styll to
remembre.
O Blessyd Christ these houres
canonycall
To the I offre with meke deuocyon
For as thou haste suffered those
paynes all
In thy greuous agony by lyke
reason
So by the remembrau~ce of thy
passyon
Make me accordyng to my busynes
Paterne of thy crowne and
glorye endles.

The versycle.

We worshyppe the Chryste with
prayse and benediccyon.

The answere.

For thou redemed the worlde, fro~
all affliccyon.

The prayer.

LOrde Iesu Chryste / son of
the lyuynge god, set thyne
holye passyon, crosse, and
deathe betwene thy iudgemente &
our soules, bothe nowe and at the
houre of oure deathe / & moreouer
vouchesaufe to graunte vnto the
lyuynge / mercye and grace, to thy
holy church peace & concorde, & to
vs poore synners lyfe & ioye euerlastyng,
whiche lyuest & reygnest
god with ye father & the holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The gloryous passyon of oure
lorde Iesu Christ / delyuer vs from
sorowe & heuynesse / and bryng vs
to the ioyes of paradyse. So be it.

I.iiij.

AT complentyme this mother
of mercy
To her sonnes sepulture
nyghe approched
Hys deathe to bewayle moost
lamentably
She taryed there styll and nat
departed
For her herte and mynde was
euer there fyxed
Tyll that by angelles her blessyd
body
To her sonne was exalted to
glorye.
O Thou meke mother haue
mercy therfore
On wreches for whom
thou haddyst these paynes all
Seynge thy sonne that vyne
cluster pressyd fore
And fro~ the pestylence of death
eternall
Kepe vs by voydynge the fende
infernall
And ioyne vs with them whiche
rewarded be
With eternall lyfe, seynge the
deyte.

The versycle.

We do prayse the / and do pray the,
mother of god moste mercyfull.

The answere.

That thou intende, vs to defende,
fro~ deathe, that is most sorowfull.

The prayer.

HOly lorde Iesu / son of the
most swete virgyn Mary,
which sufferedyst death for
vs vpon a crosse / shewe vnto vs
thy mercy, and graunte vnto vs /
and vnto all that deuoutly haue in
remembraunce the compassyon of
thy most holy moder for her sake
prosperous lyfe, in this presente
worlde / and thoroughe thy grace,
eternall glorye in the worlde to
come. Wherin thou doste lyue and
raygne one god with ye holy ghost
worlde without ende. So be it.
The dolorous passyon of a virgyns
sonne, brynge vs to
the blysse of almyghty
god the father.
So be it.

A prayour in the prayse of our Lady.

I.v.

HAyle quene, mother
of mercye,
our life, our swetnes,
our hope, all hayle.
Unto the do we crye /
whiche are the banysshed
chyldren of Eua. Unto the do
we syghe, wepyng & waylynge in
this vale of lamentacyon. Come
of therfore oure patronesse. Caste
vpo~ vs those pyteful eyes of thyne
And after this our banysshement
shewe vnto vs the blessyd fruyte
of thy wombe Iesu.
O mercyfull / O holy / O swete,
virgyn Mary.
Virgyn, mother of the congregacyon
Gate of glory that neuer is donne
Be for vs a reconcilyacyon
Unto the father / and the sonne.
O mercyfull.
Uirgin mercyfull, virgyn holy
O swete virgyn, o blessyd Marye
Heare theyr prayers gracyously
Whiche crye and call vnto the.
O holy
Praye for vs vnto the sonne
Wounded and crucifyed for vs all
And sore tormented with flagellacyon
Crowned with thorne, and fedde
with gall.
O gloryous mother of god on
hyghe
Whose sonne is the father eternal
Praye for vs all incessauntly
That worshyppe thy blessyd memoryall.
O Marye.
From the wrechyd / theyr faultes
expell
Wype ye spottes of syn~es vnclene
Gyue vs ye lyfe yt euer dothe excell
Thoroughe thy prayour and specyall
meane.
O meke.
That we be losed of oure synne
For ye loue of his mother yt virgyn
And vnto the kyngdome of heue~s
blys
Brynge vs that kynge that moste
holy is.
O mercyfull, O holy, O swete
virgyn Mary.
Hayle Mary full of grace the lorde
is with the.

The answer.

Blessyd be thou amonge women /
and blessyd be the fruyte of thy
wombe.

The prayer.

ALmyghty eternal god, whiche
by the operacyon of the
holy ghoste, dydest wonderfully
prepare the body and soule of
the gloryous virgyn and mother
Mary, to the ende that it shulde be
the worthye habytacyon, of thy
onely begoten son / graunte that
we may be sauyd thoroughe the
peticyon of her / in whose commemoracyon,
we take ioye and comforte.
By Chryst our lorde.

Of the fyue corporall ioyes of our Lady.

REioyse o virgyn, Chrysts
mother deare
Whiche hast conceyued,
by hearynge with eare.
Of Gabriels salutacyon.
Reioyse bycause, to God thou
arte lefe
And baryst hym, without payne
or grefe.
In chaste conuersacyon.
Reioyse bycause thy moste deare
sonne
Whome thou dydest se thoroughe
the herte ronne.
Rose with manyfestacyon.
Reioyse, bycause he ascendyd
playne
Before thy face i~ to heuyn agayne
By hys proper excytacyon.
Reioyse, bycause thou folowest
hym
And great honoure to ye is gyuen.
In the heuenly habytacyon.
Where the fruyte of thy wombe
euerlastynge
We may beholde thoroughe thy
deseruynge.
In ioye without mutacyon.

The versycle.

Thou arte blessyd of thy sonne /
O gloryous Lady.

The answere.

For the fruyte of lyfe we receyued
by the.

The prayer.

O God whiche with double
ioye haste fulfylled the most
blessyd virgyn Mary, as wel in the
concepcyon, as in the byrth of thy
ryght entierly belouyd sonne her
virgynyte saued which also haste
multeplyed her ioyes thoroughe
the resurreccyon of her sayde son.
Graunte we beseche the, that by
her merytes and prayour we may
attayne to that vnspekeable ioye.
Where as she beynge assumpte
dothe nowe enioye with the in heuen
for euer. By Chryst our lorde.
So be it.

Of the .vij. spirituall ioyes of our Lady.

REioyse, O floure of virgyns
all
In thyne honoure and grace
especyall.
Excedynge a thousande folde.
The pryncypalyte of Aungelles
eminent
And the dygnyte of sayntes refulgent.
More than can be tolde.
Reioyse, o spouse of god most dere
For as the lyghte of ye day so clere
Commys of the sonne moste radyaunt
Euyn so doste thou cause questyoneles.
The worlde to florysshe in quyetnesse.
Throughe thy grace habou~dau~t.
Reioyse, o vessell of vertue splendent
At whose becke and commaundement.
All the heuenly consystorye.
The moost gentyll, and also happyest
The very mother of Iesu Chryste
Do worshyp with moche glorye.
Reioyse in the bonde of charyte
For by the lyege of dygnyte.
Thou arte coupled with god so
nere.
That thou mayste at thy desyre.
Obtayne all yt, thou wylt requyre
Of Iesu thy son moste dere.
Reioyse o mother of wretches all
For the father that is eternall.
To them that do the reuerence.
In this worlde gyues the~ wages.
And a place in ye heuenly stages.
In the kyngdome of excellence.
Reioyse, o mother of Iesu Chryst
Whyche wast alone moste worthyest.
O virgyn immaculate.
To be of suche hyghe dygnyte
That nexte to the blessyd trynyte
In place thou arte nowe collocat.
Reioyse o mother mayden pure
And of this be certayne and sure.
That these ioyes seuen.
Shall neyther mynysshe, nor also
cease
But styll co~tyne we, & euer i~crease
Whyle the father is in heuen.

Anty.

O moste holy and humble
spouse, moost beautyfull mayde
Mary mother of god virgyn electe
conduyte vs the ryght waye vnto
euerlastynge ioye, where is perpetuall
peace and glorye. And euer
swete Mary gyue hearynge to
my prayour with a beniuole~t eare.

The versycle.

O mother of god, thou arte exalted
ouer all.

The answere.

Aboue the ordres of Aungelles, in
the kyngdome celestyall.

The prayer.

MOst swete lorde Iesu, son
of the lyuyng god / which
haste rewarded the moste
blessyd, gloryous, hu~ble,
benygne, and beautyfull virgyne
Mary, thy moste holy mother beynge
nowe crowned with the in
heuen, with euerlastyng ioye and
blysse. Graunte vs of thy mercy, that by
her gracyous merites & continuall prayers
we may obteyne helth & prosperitie of body
& soule, with ioye, alacrite, & abundau~ce
of all goodes goostely & bodely. And
that we maye lyue in this worlde vertuously,
iustly, & mekely. And that after
our passage out of this world, we may
haue the grace to come to the ioyes euerlastynge.
Whiche lyuest & reygnest
worlde without ende. So be it.

A prayer to our blessyd lady for the pestilence.

The heuenly sterre, which the lorde
fostered.
The mortall pestilence, from vs hath banyshed.
Whiche was pla~ted by the preuaricatio~
Of our fyrste father, in euery generation
Let not ye same sterre any whyt disdayn
The vnholsome planettes for to restrayn
Whose greate repugnaunce and contagious
influence
Hath plaged the people with mortall pestilence.
O sterre of the see, moste gloryous and
clere
From the foule pestilence, vs preserue,
and heare.
Because thy blessed sonne dothe the nothynge
denye
But gyues the honour in heue~ eternally
Saue & defende vs, mercyfull lorde Iesu
For whom thy mother doth vnto the sue.

The versicle.

Holy mother of god, pray to thy sonne.

The answere.

That we may deserue his blessed promissyon.
And for thy names sake delyuer
vs.

The prayer.

O God, mercyfull, pytefull, & fauourable,
whiche hauynge remorse on the
affliction of thy seruau~tes, sayde it vnto
the au~gell, whan he strake thy people It
is ynoughe. Nowe holde thy hande ouer
vs, for the loue of the gloryous sterre,
whose blessed brestes, thou dydest ryghte
swetely sucke, agaynst the poyson of our
synfulnes. Gyue vs thy moste gracyous
helpe, that we may be delyuered from all
maner of pestile~ce, & sodayne deathe, and
the we may be preserued from all dau~ger
of perdicion. By the Iesu Christe, sauiour
of the worlde kynge of glorye,
whiche lyuest and raygnest god, worlde
without ende. So be it.

G iij

A prayer for the deade.

FRom the depe places, haue I called
vnto ye o lord lord here my voyce.
Let thyn eares be inte~tife, to the voyce
of my prayer.
If thou lorde wylte loke so straytly
vpo~ synners: o lorde, who shall abyde it?
But there is mercy with the: and bicause
of thy lawe, haue I abyden the, o lorde.
My soule hath abyden in his worde: my
soule hath trusted in the lorde.
From the morning watche vnto night:
let Israel truste in the lorde.
From the morning watche vnto night:
let Israel trust in the lorde.
For with the lorde there is mercy: and
his redemption is plentuous.
And he shall redeme Israel, from all the
iniquities of it.
Lorde haue mercy on vs. Christe haue mercy
on vs. Lorde haue mercy on vs. Our father
that is i~ heue~.

v.

And leade vs not in to
te~ptatio~.

Re.

But delyuer vs fro~ all euyll.

v.

Lorde gyue the~ eternall reste.

Re.

And
co~tinuall lyght may shyne vnto them.

v.

Fro~ the gates of helle.

Re.

Lorde delyuer
theyr soules.

v.

I trust to se the goodes of
the lorde.

Re.

In the la~de of lyfe.

v.

Lorde
god here my prayer.

Re.

And gyue hearynge
to my clamour.

The prayer.

LOrde enclyne thyn eare vnto our
prayers, wherin we ryght deuoutlye
call vpon thy mercy, that thou wylte
bestowe the soules of thy seruau~tes, both
men and women whiche thou hast commaunded
to departe from this worlde in
the countrey of peace and reste: and further
cause them to be made perteners with
thy sayntes. By Christ our lorde. So be it.
The soules of all true beleuers, beynge
deade, by the mercye of god, may reste in
peace. So be it.

A prayer to be sayde at the eleuacyon at the sacrament.

HAyle very body, i~carnate of a vergyn
Nayled on a crosse, and offered for
mannes synne
Whose syde beinge perced, bloude ranne
out plentuously.
At the poynt of deathe, let vs receyue the
bodely.
O swete, O holy, O Iesu sonne of Mary.

The .xv. prayers of saynt brygyde.

O Iesu, endles swetnes to all
that loue ye: a ioye passyng
and excedy~ge all gladnes
and desyre. The sauyour &
louer of all repentau~t synners,
that lykest to dwell
as thou saydest thy selfe
with the chyldren of men,
for that was ye cause why
thou wast incarnate, and
made ma~ in the ende of ye
worlde. Haue mynde blessed
Iesu, of all ye sorowes
yt yu suffered i~ thy manhode
drawynge nyghe to thy blessed passion,

G iiij

the whiche moste holsome passion was
ordeyned to be in thy diuine herte, by counsayle
of the holy trinitie, for the rau~some
of all mankynde Haue mynde blessed
Iesu of all ye great dredes, anguyshes,
and sorowes, that thou suffred in thy tender
fleshe, afore thy passion on the crosse
Whan thou wast betrayed of thy disciple
Iudas, to the Iewes, whiche of singular
affeccio~ yt thou haddest to them,
shulde haue ben thy speciall
people. After tyme that thou
haddest made thy prayoure vpon
the mounte of Olyuete / and swettest
there bothe blode and water.
Also haue mynde of the great anguysshe
that thou were in, whan
thou were take~ of the false iewes /
and by false wytnes accused. And
at Ierusalem in the tyme of Ester
in thy floresshynge youthe of thy
body / without trespas receyueddyst
thou thy iudgement of deathe
vpon the crosse / where also thou
were dispoyled of thyne owne clothes,
scorned, blyndefylde, buffeted,
bounde to a pyller / and scourged /
and with thornes Crowned /
and with a rede smytten on the
heade / and with other innumerable
paynes, thy body was all forbrused
and torne. For mynde of
this blessyd passyon / I beseche the
benygne Iesu graunt me afore my
deathe very contricyon, true confessyon,
and worthy satisfaccyon.
And of all my synnes plenar reremissyon.
So be it. Our father.
Hayle Mary.

The .ij. prayour.

K.iiij.

O Blessyd Iesu maker of all
the worlde, that of a man
may nat be measured whiche
closest in thy ha~de all the earth.
Haue mynde of thy bytter sorowe
first whan the Iewes fastened thy
blessyd handes to the crosse with
blu~te nayles. Also to more encrease
of thy payne / they added sorowe
vpon sorowe to thy bytter woundes /
whan they persed thy tender
fete / bycause thou woldest nat accorde
to theyr wyll. And so cruelly
they drewe thy blessed body in lengthe
and breade, to the measure of
the crosse / that all the ioyntes of
thy lymmes were bothe losed and
broken / for mynde of thy blessyd
passyon, I beseche the benyngne
Iesu gyue grace to kepe with me
bothe thy loue and thy drede. So
be it. Our father. Hayle.

The thyrde prayer.

O Iesu heuenly leache, haue
mynde of thy langour and
blewnes of thy woundes &
sorowe, that thou suffred in the
heyght of the crosse / whan thou
were lyfte vp frome the earthe /
that thou were all to torne in all
thy lymmes / so that there was no
lymme abydynge in hys ryghte
ioynte / so that no sorowe was lyke
to thyne / fro the sole of thy fete
to the toppe of thy heade, was no
hole place / and yet forgettynge in
maner all those greuous paynes /
thou prayed deuoutely & charytably
to thy father for thy enemyes,
sayenge thus. Father forgyue it
the~ / for they wote nat what they
do: For this blessyd charytable
mercy that thou shewed to thyne
enemyes / and for mynde of these
bytter paynes, grau~te me that the
mynde of this bytter passyon be to
me plenar remissyon and forgyuenes
of my synnes. So be it. Our
father. Hayle Mary.

The .iiij. prayour.

O Iesu very fredome of aungels
paradyse of all ghostly
delytes. Haue mynde of the
dreade and hydeous fearefulnes
that thou suffred whan all thyne
enemyes stode about the, and cleped
the as wode lyons, smytynge
the & spyttynge on the / cratchyng

K.v.

the / & many other greuous paynes
puttynge to the. For mynde of
all these despytefull wordes cruell
beatynge and sharpe tormentes.
I beseche the blessyd Iesu delyuer
me frome all myne enemyes bodelye
and ghostely, and gyue me
grace to haue defence and proteccyon
of helthe euerlasting against
theyr wylles vnder the wynges
of thy blessyd passyon. So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary.

The .v. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu myrroure of
the diuyne clerenesse, haue
mynde of the drede & heuynes wha~
thou hangest naked and myserable
on the crosse / & all thy fryndes
and acquoyntaunce stode agaynst
the / and founded comfort of none
but onely thy most louyng mother
faythfully standynge by the with
great bytternes of harte, whome
thou dydest betake to thy welbeloued
disciple, sayeng. Lo woman
thy sonne. And lykewyse to ye disciple.
Lo thy mother I beseche the
blessyd Iesu by the swerde of sorowe
yt then percyd her harte to
haue compassyon on me in all my
troubles & affliccyons, bodely and
ghostly / & gyue me comforte in all
tyme of tribulacyon. So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary.

The .vi. Prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu, kynge moost
worthy to be louyd / & frende
moste to be desyred haue mynde of
that sorowe that thou haddest
whan thou beheldest in the myrrour
of thy ryght clere magestie in
predestinacyon of thy chosen soules
that shulde be saued by the meryte
of thy passion. For mynde of
ye depnes of thy great mercy whiche
thou haddest vpon vs lost desperate
synners / & namely for the
great mercy whiche thou shewed
to the thefe that hynge on ye ryght
syde, sayenge to hym thus. This
day thou shalte be with me in paradyse.
I praye the benygne Iesu
to shewe thy mercye to me in the
houre of my deathe.
So be it.
Our father: Hayle Mary full of.

The seuynth prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu well of endles
pyte / that saydest on ye crosse
of thy passyon by inwardly affeccyon
of loue. I thurste, that is to
saye / the helthe of mannes soule.
For mynde of this blessyd desyre /
I beseche the benyngne Iesu kyndell
to my desyre / that it maye be
parfyte in all good workes, and
quenche to me the thurste of all
flesshely loue and luste. So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary.

The .viij. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu swettenes of
hertes & ghostly pleasure of
soules. I beseche the for the bytternes
of the aysell & gall, that thou
tasted and suffred for me i~ thy passyon /
graunte me for to receyue
worthely / holsomly / and deuoutly
in the houre of my death thy blessyd
body in the sacramente of the
aulter for the remedy of my syn~es,
and comfort of my soule. So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary.

The .ix. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu royall stre~gth
& ghostly ioye. Haue mynde
of the anguysshes / and greate sorowes
yt thou suffred, whan thou
cryed to thy father with a mighty
voyce / what for thy bytternes of
thy deathe / and also for the scornynge
of the Iewes, sayeng thus /
O my god, why haste thou forsaken
me. By this payneful anguisshe,
forsake nat vs in the anguysshes
of our death our blessyd god.
So be it. Our father.
Hayle Mary.

The .x. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu begynnynge
and ende / waye, lyfe, and
vertue i~ euery meane / haue
mynde, that fro the toppe of thy
heade, vnto the soule of thy fote /
thou suffredyste for vs to be drowned
in the water of thy paynefull
passyon. For mynde of this greate
payne / and namely for the depnes
and wydnes of thy woundes. I
beseche the blessyd Iesu that am
drowned all in foule synne / teache
me the large precepte and commaundement
of loue.
So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary full.

The .xi. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu depnes of endeles
mercy, I beseche the for
the depnes of thy woundes that
went thorough thy tender flesshe
and thy bowelles and the mary of
thy bones / that thou vouchesaufe
to drawe me out of synne / & hyde
me euer after in the holes of thy
wou~des fro ye face of thy wrathe /
vnto the tyme lorde that thy drede
full furye be passyd. So be it.
Our father. Hayle Mary.

The .xij. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu myrroure of
truth token of vnyte / & sure
bonde of charyte. Haue mynde of
thyne innumerable paynes and
woundes / with the whiche frome
the toppe of thy heed to the sole of
thy fote, thou were wounded / and
of the wycked Iewes, thou were
all to torne and rent. And all thy
body yu suffredyst to be reed with
thy moost clene blessyd blode / the
whiche greate sorowe Iesu in the
clene virgynall body thou suffred /
what myghtest thou do more for
vs than thou dydest. Therfore benygne
Iesu for the mynde of this
passyon, wryte all the woundes
in myne herte with thy precyous
blode / that I maye bothe rede in
them thy drede and thy loue. And
that I may contynue in praysyng
& in tha~kyng the to my lyues ende.
So be it.
Our father. Hayle Marye full.

The .xiij. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu most myghty
lyon, kyng immortal & most
victoryous. Haue mynde of the sorowe
that thou suffredyst, whan
all the powers of thyne harte and
body for feblenes fayled to the vtterly.
And than thou saydest enclynynge
thyne heade thus. It is all
done. For mynde of the anguysshe
& sorowe blessyd Iesu haue mercy
on me in my laste ende / whan my
soule shall be anguysshed and my
spiryte troubled. So be it.
Our father that. Hayle Marye.

The .xiiij. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu, the onely begotten
sonne of almyghtye
god the father, and shynynge lykenes
of hys fygurall substaunce.
Haue mynde of that intyere commendacyon
whan that thou commendyst
thy spiryte in to the handes
of thy father / and dydest expyre
thy bodely lyfe with a torne body,
and a broken herte / shewynge to
vs for our raunsome the bowelles
of thy mercy. For mynde of that
precyous deathe, I beseche the
kynge of the blessyd soules / comforte
me to withstande, the fende,
the worlde / and my flesshe / that
I may be deade to the worlde and
lyuynge ghostly towarde the. And
in the laste houre of my departyng
fro this worlde, receyue my soule
commynge to the / whiche in this
lyfe is an outlawe & a pelgryme.
So be it. Our father. Hayle Ma.

The .xv. prayour.

O Blessyd Iesu very and true
ple~tuous vyne. Haue mynde
of thy passyon & haboundau~t shedyng
of blode / that thou sheddyste
most plentuouslye / as if it had ben
cruste out of a rype clustre of grapes,
whan they pressyd thy blessyd
body, as a rype clustre vpon ye pressour
of the crosse / and gauest vs
drynke, bothe blode & water out
of thy body percyd with a knyghtes
spere / so yt in thy blessyd bodye
was nat lefte a drope of blode ne
of water / than at last lyke a boundell
of myrre, thou hyngest on the
crosse on hyghe / where thy tendre
flesshe chau~ged his colour bycause
the lycoure of thy bowelles / & the
mary of thy bones was dryed vp.
For mynde of this bytter passyon
swete Iesu wounde my herte / &
that my soule may be fedde swetely
with water of penaunce and
teares of loue bothe nyght & daye.
And good Iesu turne me hole to ye,
that my herte may be euer to the a
dwellynge place / and that my lyuynge
may be euer pleasaunt and
acceptable. And that the ende of
my lyfe may be so commendable yt
I may perpetually deserue to prayse
the with all sayntes in blysse.
So be it. Our father. Hayle Ma.
I beleue in god.