Alle men on ground that be ȝitt on lyve,
ffor ȝour grett offens loke ȝe be repentaunt;
Of alle ȝour venym synne I rede that ȝe ȝow shryve,
ffor God is ful redy mercy for to graunt.
Be contryte for ȝour trespas, and penauns do belyve,
Reconsyle ȝourself and be to God plesaunt;
With contryscion, schryffte, and penauns, the devil may ȝe dryve,
ffor fro ȝour felachep he xal not be erraunt,
ȝow for to meve.
To penauns and synne forsake,