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¹ My breth fayleth, my dayes are shortened, I am harde at deathes dore.² I haue disceaued no man, yet must myne eye cotinue in heuynesse³ O delyuer me, and set me by the, who shall then be able to thrust my hondes together?⁴ Thou hast withholde their hertes from vnderstodinge, therfore shall they not be set vp an hye.⁵ He promiseth his fredes parte of his good, but his owne childre spende it.⁶ He hath made me as it were a byworde of the comon people, I am his gestinge stocke amoge the.⁷ My countenaunce is heuy for very anger, & the membres of my body are become like a shadowe.⁸ Vertuous me therfore shall wel cosidre this, and the innocent shal take parte agaynst the Ypocrite.⁹ The rightuous wil kepe his waye, and he yt hath cleane handes, wil euer be stronger & stronger.

¹⁰ As for you, turne you, & get you hence, for I can not se one wyse ma amonge you.¹¹ My dayes are past, my thoughtes are vanished awaye, which haue vexed myne herte,¹² chaunginge the night in to daye, & ye light in to darcknes.¹³ Though I tary neuer so moch, yet the graue is my house, and I must make my bed in the darcke.¹⁴ I call corrupcion my father, and the wormes call I my mother and my sister.¹⁵ What helpeth then my longe tarienge? Or, who wil fulfill the thinge, that I loke for? ¹⁶ All that I haue, shall go downe in to the pytt, & lye with me in the dust.