My gost hath lyth,
And grace with alle.
Myself begynnyng nevyr dyd take,
And endeles I am thorw myn own myth,
Now wole I begynne my werke to make,—
ffyrst I make hevyn with sterrys of lyth
In myrth and joy evermore to wake,
In hevyn I bylde angelle fful bryth,
My servauntes to be, and for my sake,
With merth and melody worchepe my myth;