Petrus. Lord, thi request doth me constreyn;
In this place I xal abyde stylle
Not remeve tyl that thou comyst ageyn,
In confermyng, Lord, of thi wylle.
Here Jhesu goth to Olyvet and settyth hym downe on his knes, and pray th to his fadyr, thus seyng,
O, ffadyr! fadyr! for my sake
This gret passyon thou take fro me
Weche arn ordeyned that I xal take,
ȝyf mannys sowle savyd may be.
And ȝyf it behove, Fadyr, for me