In thi grett mercy closyd and shytt;
I xal nevyr returne to synful trace,
That xulde me dampne to helle pytt.
I wurchep the on knes bare,
Blyssyd be the tyme that I hedyr sowth,
And this oynement that I hedyr brought,
ffor now myn hert is clensyd from thought,
That ffyrst was combryd with care.
Judas. Lord! me thynkyth thou dost ryght ille,
To lete this oynement so spylle,