Man for thi synne take repentaunce,
If thou amende that is amys,
Than hevyn xal be thin herytaunce;
Thow thou have don aȝens God grevauns,
ȝett mercy to haske loke thou be bolde,
His mercy doth passe in trewe balauns,
Alle cruel jugement be many folde.
Thow that ȝour synnys be nevyr so grett,
ffor hem be sad and aske mercy;
Sone of my ffadyr grace ȝe may gett,