Pseaulme Cinquante & Uniesme
Miserere mei Deus secundum Magnam misericordiam tuam.
Mercy to paovre vicious
Almighty God, according to thy great 'clemency.
Use this blow your goodness immense
To clear my wicked deed.
Washing me, Sire, and rewashed loudly,
My iniquity committed maulvaise:
And sin, which made me so ord,
Nor water clean me grace you like it.
For regret my cueur vyt in esmoy,
Congnoissant, las, my grandmother 'Faulte present:
And what is worse, my sin is present
Noyr incessantly, and ugly before Avg.
In thy presence to only toy I ay forfaict:
If by giving to arrest me deffaire,
Judge'll have just deed,
And conquer ceulx who say otherwise.
Alas I wot, and if ay tousjours been taught to,
Iniquity with print Avg birth:
I ay Aultre share some congnoissance
With sin my mother has conceu me.
I also wot you aymes of deed
Vraye Equity in consciousness:
What does ay er, Avg who hath made you
Veoir the Secretz of your big 'Sapience.
On ysoppe doncq served by toy seray:
When verray me that no net thing.
You wash my noyre foxes too:
When the whiteness passeray snow.
Thou shalt make me joy, and jubilation ouyr,
Me revealing my thanks endorsed:
When sentiray begin to grow, and to resjouyr
My bones, my strength, and under declined.
You er eye enough about my forfaictz:
Destourne eulx of your angry face:
And you supply non seullement clears
This my sin, but wholes ceulx that I have faictz.
O Creator, create in me please you
Ung cueur all clean, new life:
And you can encor aggreer,
Vray in the Spirit renews Avg.
Your eyes I only fell soys:
And supply you, to finish my martyrdom,
Thy holy Spirit from my cueur withdraws,
When thou shalt Avg renewed.
Avg gives the jubilation that took
In thy salvation my cueur once infirm:
And ostant me free, frank & Spirit
In icelluy for ever confirms me.
When seullement not suivray your paths
But feray unfair to learn:
If that fishermen will come to thee go,
And vouldront convert vouluntiers.
O God, O God of my salvation,
Avg Delivre this bloody vice mine:
And when my mouth exultation
Hault sing thy mercy, and justice.
Ha Lord God, open my lips doncq,
Nothing good comes out when moymesme opens
But if your hand to open it opens
I annonceray adoncq your praises.
If you vouloys mortal sacrifice,
Of Boucz, & Baeufz, and thou feisses account,
I would have offered: but Temple Altar,
Not from thee pleasant Telz sacrifices.
The aggreable sacrifice, and well taken
The LORD is a doleful soul,
Ung cueur submys a penitente soul
Ceulx there, Lord, you are in contempt.
Traicte Sion in your kindness,
O Lord God & by any strengthens
Jerusalem treshumble your city
Its walls also brief time edified.
Adoncq auras willing cueurs
Offerings such as you ask:
Adoncq the Baeufz, as you command,
On your altar will mys, and posed.
Mercy to paovre vicious
Almighty God, according to thy great 'clemency.
Use this blow your goodness immense
To clear my wicked deed.
Washing me, Sire, and rewashed loudly,
My iniquity committed maulvaise:
And sin, which made me so ord,
Nor water clean me grace you like it.
For regret my cueur vyt in esmoy,
Congnoissant, las, my grandmother 'Faulte present:
And what is worse, my sin is present
Noyr incessantly, and ugly before Avg.
In thy presence to only toy I ay forfaict:
If by giving to arrest me deffaire,
Judge'll have just deed,
And conquer ceulx who say otherwise.
Alas I wot, and if ay tousjours been taught to,
Iniquity with print Avg birth:
I ay Aultre share some congnoissance
With sin my mother has conceu me.
I also wot you aymes of deed
Vraye Equity in consciousness:
What does ay er, Avg who hath made you
Veoir the Secretz of your big 'Sapience.
On ysoppe doncq served by toy seray:
When verray me that no net thing.
You wash my noyre foxes too:
When the whiteness passeray snow.
Thou shalt make me joy, and jubilation ouyr,
Me revealing my thanks endorsed:
When sentiray begin to grow, and to resjouyr
My bones, my strength, and under declined.
You er eye enough about my forfaictz:
Destourne eulx of your angry face:
And you supply non seullement clears
This my sin, but wholes ceulx that I have faictz.
O Creator, create in me please you
Ung cueur all clean, new life:
And you can encor aggreer,
Vray in the Spirit renews Avg.
Your eyes I only fell soys:
And supply you, to finish my martyrdom,
Thy holy Spirit from my cueur withdraws,
When thou shalt Avg renewed.
Avg gives the jubilation that took
In thy salvation my cueur once infirm:
And ostant me free, frank & Spirit
In icelluy for ever confirms me.
When seullement not suivray your paths
But feray unfair to learn:
If that fishermen will come to thee go,
And vouldront convert vouluntiers.
O God, O God of my salvation,
Avg Delivre this bloody vice mine:
And when my mouth exultation
Hault sing thy mercy, and justice.
Ha Lord God, open my lips doncq,
Nothing good comes out when moymesme opens
But if your hand to open it opens
I annonceray adoncq your praises.
If you vouloys mortal sacrifice,
Of Boucz, & Baeufz, and thou feisses account,
I would have offered: but Temple Altar,
Not from thee pleasant Telz sacrifices.
The aggreable sacrifice, and well taken
The LORD is a doleful soul,
Ung cueur submys a penitente soul
Ceulx there, Lord, you are in contempt.
Traicte Sion in your kindness,
O Lord God & by any strengthens
Jerusalem treshumble your city
Its walls also brief time edified.
Adoncq auras willing cueurs
Offerings such as you ask:
Adoncq the Baeufz, as you command,
On your altar will mys, and posed.
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