Thou lord of reste and parfit unitè,
Put fro me vyce, and keep my soules hele.
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And yeve me might, whyl I have lyf and space,
Me to conforme fully to thy plesaunce;
Shewe upon me th'abundaunce of thy grace,
In gode werkes graunt me perséveraunce.
Of al my youthe forget the ignoraunce;
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Yeve me good wil, to serve thee ay to queme;