Wycliffe - Prayer of Manasses - 1

1:1  Lord God Almyyti of our fadris, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and of her iust seed,

1:2  which madist heuene and erthe with al the ournyng of tho,

1:3  which hast markid the see bi the word of `thi comaundement, which hast closid to gidere the depthe of watris, and hast markid to thi ferdful and preysable name,

1:4  which alle men dreden, `and tremblen of the cheer of thi vertu,

1:5  and the ire of thi manassyng on synneris `is vnsuffrable, `ether may not be susteyned.

1:6  Sotheli the merci of thi biheest is fulgreet and `vnserchable, ether may not be comprehendid `bi mannus wit;

1:7  for `thou art the Lord moost hiy ouer al erthe; thou art pacient, and myche merciful, and `doynge penaunce on the malices of men. Treuli, Lord, thou bi thi goodnesse hast bihiyt penaunce of foryyuenesse of synnes;

1:8  and thou, God of iust men, hast not set penaunce to iust men, to Abraham, Ysaac, and Jacob, to hem that synneden not ayens thee.

1:9  For Y haue synned more than the noumbre is of the grauel of the see;

1:10  my wickidnessis ben multiplied. Y am bowid with myche boond of yrun, and no brething is to me; for Y haue stirid thi wrathfulnesse, and Y haue doon yuel bifor thee, `and Y haue set abhomynaciouns, and `Y haue multiplied offensiouns.

1:11  And now Y bowe the knees of myn herte, and biseche goodnesse of thee, Lord.

1:12  Y haue synned, Lord; Y haue synned, and Y knowleche my wickidnesse.

1:13  Y axe, and preye thee, Lord; foryyue thou to me, foryyue thou to me; leese thou me not togidire with my wickidnessis, nether reserue thou yuels to me withouten ende.

1:14  For, Lord, bi thi greet merci thou schalt saue me vnworthi, and Y schal herie thee euere in alle the daies of my lijf; for al the vertu of heuenes herieth thee, and to thee is glorie in to worldis of worldis. Amen.