Classic Poem

Almyghty god, fadir of heuene,
ffor cristis loue þat dyde on rode,
I praye þe, lorde, þou here my steuene,
And fulfill my will in gode.

Crist, thi fader for me praye,
ffor hir loue þou lighted inne,
He yeue me myght, or þat I dye,
Me to amende of all my synne.

The holy gost, þou graunte me grace,
Wiþ such werkes my lif to lede,
That I may se god in his face
On domys day wiþ outen drede.