That they despyse the heuenly Royalme aboue
They often thynke in theyr mynde preuely
And by them selfe in this wyse oft they say
O glorious lorde raynynge eternally
Graunt me thy grace that I may lyue alway
To se of this worlde the extreme ende and day
This is my wyll and synguler askynge
As for thy royalme, forsoth I set no thynge
But yet this fole doth nat desyre this tyme
Of so longe lyfe, and yeres alway newe