And hym honowre for this grett grace!
And that my Lord me thus doth prove,
I wylle hym wurchep in every place.
My childys lyff is my solace,
I thank myn God evyr for his lyff,
In sacrifice here or I hens pace,
I sle this shepe with this same knyff.
Now this shepe is deed and slayn,
With this fyre it xal be brent;
Of Isaac my sone I am ful fayn,