And as a lambe moost mekely dyde enclyne

To suffre the dethe for your redempcyon

And ye my kynges whiche do nowe domyne

Ouer my comons in terrestryall mancyon

By pryncely preemynence and Iuredyccyon

In your regall courtes do suffre me be rente

And my tender body with blode all besprente

 Without my grace ye maye nothynge preuayle

Though ye be kynges for to mayntene your see

To be a kynge it may nothynge auayle

Buy yf my grace preserue his dygnyte

Beholde your seruauntes how they do tere me

By cruell othes now vpon euery syde

Aboute the worlde launcynge my woundes wyde

 All the graces whiche I haue you shewed

Reuoule in mynde ryght ofte ententyfly

Beholde my body with blody droppes endewed

Within your realmes nowe torne so pyteously

Towsed and tugged with othes cruelly

Some my heed some myn armes and face

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