Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.
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JESU, Lord, that madest me, | |
And with Thy blessed blood has bought, | |
Forgive that I have grieved Thee | |
With word, with will, and eke with thought. | |
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Jesu, in whom is all my trust, | 5 |
That died upon the roodë tree, | |
Withdraw my heart from fleshly lust | |
And from all worldly vanity. | |
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Jesu, for Thy woundës smart | |
On feet and on Thy handës two, | 10 |
Make me meek and low of heart, | |
And Thee to love as I should do. | |
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Jesu, for Thy bitter wound | |
That wentë to Thine heartë root, | |
For sin that hath my heartë bound | 15 |
Thy blessed blood must be my boot. | |
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And Jesu Christ, to Thee I call, | |
That art God, full of might, | |
Keep me clean, that I ne fall | |
In deadly sin by day ne night. | 20 |
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Jesu, grant me mine asking, | |
Perfect patience in my disease; | |
And never might I do that thing | |
Should Thee in any wise displease. | |
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Jesu, that art our heavenly King, | 25 |
Soothfast God and Man also, | |
Give me grace of good ending | |
And them that I am holden to. | |
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Jesu, for the deadly tears | |
That Thou sheddest for my guilt, | 30 |
Hear and speed Thou my prayers | |
And spare me that I be not spilt. | |
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Jesu, for them I Thee beseech | |
That wrathen Thee in any wise, | |
Withhold from them Thy hand of wreach 1 | 35 |
And let them live in Thy service. | |
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Jesu, most comfort for to see | |
Of Thy saintis evereachone, 2 | |
Comfort them that careful be, | |
And help them that be woe-begone. | 40 |
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Jesu, keep them that be good, | |
Amend them that have grieved Thee, | |
And send them fruits of earthly food | |
As each man need’th in his degree. | |
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Jesu, that art withouten lees 3 | 45 |
Almighty God in Trinity, | |
Cease these wars, and send us peace | |
With lasting love and charity. | |
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Jesu, that art the ghostly stone | |
Of Holy Church in middle earth, | 50 |
Bring Thy folds and flocks in one | |
And rule them rightly with one herd. | |
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Jesu, for Thy blessedful blood | |
Bring, if Thou wilt, the souls to bliss | |
From whom I have had any good, | 55 |
And spare that they have done amiss. Amen. | |