I thank the, Lord, of thi mercy!
Now, my swete childe, to God thou kalle,
And thank we that Lord now hertyly.
Isaac. With lowly hert to God I crye,—
I am his servvant bothe day and nyght!
I thank the, Lord, in hevyn so hyȝe,
With hert, with thought, with mayn, with myght!
Abraham. Gramercy, Lord, and kyng of grace!
Gramercy, Lord over lordys alle!
Now my joye returnyth his trace,