Remembyr the wordys that I xal sey;
The tyme is come that I must gon,
ffor to fulfylle the prophesey.
That is seyd that I xal dey,
The fendys power fro ȝow to flem;
Weche deth I wole not deney,
Mannys sowle my spouse for to redem.
The oyle of mercy is grawntyd playn
Be this jorné that I xal take;
Be my fadyr I am sent sertayn,