Chant Royal. La Mort du Juste, & du Pescheur
LA Mort THE RIGHT, AND THE FISHERMAN BE
Is it fascheux here long live?
I dy to good, nothing affliction
Find there: because he who follow veult
The truth, big 'persecution
Fault him suffer, and have patience
Myeulx doncq 'vault him in good conscience,
As saint Paul to be desired from
This vile body, that certainly lives martyr
His soul in Heaven avecques pleased God:
For cestuy to serve his God out,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
O good gain of death, who issues we
All ung favorite tribulation!
Which debvons diligently pursue
If we rely on in Christ, not fiction
Victorious by his death & power
Death, hell, and sin no doubtance,
Death for exactly that from
The Spirit of the body, and impart salvation:
Who Reshef unwillingly fatal desire
Living back: because you advertir,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
But the fishermen wanting to follow sin
Male is death, damnation follows:
Let us qu'aulcun yet not drunk
On human pleasures & dissolution,
Venans & desplaisance after misfortune.
Who doncq 'saige is it face penance
And humble themselves cueur wills to convert
Without pecher never entertained:
For mauldict is that grace desvie:
But he who is in veult match,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
Take yet safe, the holy book
JESUS ÔÇïÔÇïCHRIST for nostre instruction
Hands: because the pitch of the libvre,
A world vault of reprobation.
Here we oyrrons icelle Sapience,
The Filz God, saying the substance,
Who live in Heaven & deed revert
Man tousjours without ever departing:
Which by Telz motz doulcement invites us
Croyre as his, he veult subvert
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
The death doncq 'that deed relive
After death, for resolution,
Qu'ung sleep is that every one doibt consuyvre,
As dict is my story.
Be corrected yet the accoustumance
Paignant death full of malice,
Ung dart into any semblance neantir:
What is not: for who knoweth out
Foy to God, subservient to the next,
Tending to Heaven, the Lord out,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
Prince Haultain for the about to go out,
Who pleases God, eyelash flesh cushion
Estudiera by conservative party
And no one has the pervert wanting.
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
Is it fascheux here long live?
I dy to good, nothing affliction
Find there: because he who follow veult
The truth, big 'persecution
Fault him suffer, and have patience
Myeulx doncq 'vault him in good conscience,
As saint Paul to be desired from
This vile body, that certainly lives martyr
His soul in Heaven avecques pleased God:
For cestuy to serve his God out,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
O good gain of death, who issues we
All ung favorite tribulation!
Which debvons diligently pursue
If we rely on in Christ, not fiction
Victorious by his death & power
Death, hell, and sin no doubtance,
Death for exactly that from
The Spirit of the body, and impart salvation:
Who Reshef unwillingly fatal desire
Living back: because you advertir,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
But the fishermen wanting to follow sin
Male is death, damnation follows:
Let us qu'aulcun yet not drunk
On human pleasures & dissolution,
Venans & desplaisance after misfortune.
Who doncq 'saige is it face penance
And humble themselves cueur wills to convert
Without pecher never entertained:
For mauldict is that grace desvie:
But he who is in veult match,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
Take yet safe, the holy book
JESUS ÔÇïÔÇïCHRIST for nostre instruction
Hands: because the pitch of the libvre,
A world vault of reprobation.
Here we oyrrons icelle Sapience,
The Filz God, saying the substance,
Who live in Heaven & deed revert
Man tousjours without ever departing:
Which by Telz motz doulcement invites us
Croyre as his, he veult subvert
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
The death doncq 'that deed relive
After death, for resolution,
Qu'ung sleep is that every one doibt consuyvre,
As dict is my story.
Be corrected yet the accoustumance
Paignant death full of malice,
Ung dart into any semblance neantir:
What is not: for who knoweth out
Foy to God, subservient to the next,
Tending to Heaven, the Lord out,
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
Prince Haultain for the about to go out,
Who pleases God, eyelash flesh cushion
Estudiera by conservative party
And no one has the pervert wanting.
Death is the end, and the principle of life.
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