In blysse for to dwelle!
The fende of helle, that is ȝour ffoo,
He xal be wrappyd and woundyn in woo;
ffro wo to welthe now xul ȝe go,
With myrthe evyrmore to melle.
Adam. I thanke the, Lord, of thi grett grace,
That now is forȝovyn my grett trespace;
Now xal we dwellyn in blysful place,
In joye and endeles myrthe.
Thorwe my synne man was fforlorn,