God send the blyithnes of this block,
And freith the from thy fais aboue the;
For thow art the maist feruent flock
That Scotland beiris, as deid dois proue the.
And giue God sa handills the best,
Allace what sall cum of the rest,
Except repentance rin and red:
It is ane mirrour manifest,
Of dule and dolour to be dred,
To fall on thame this barret[420] bred.