I perceive, here in my majesty,
How that all creatures be to me unkind,
Living without dread in worldly prosperity.
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Of ghostly sight the people be so blind,
Drowned in sin, they know me not for their God.
In worldly riches is all their mind;
They fear not my righteousness, the sharp rod.
My law, that I showed when I for them died,
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They forget clean, and shedding of my blood red.
I hanged between two, it cannot be denied;
To get them life I suffered to be dead;
I healed their feet; with thorns hurt was my head.
I could do no more than I did, truly;
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And now I see the people do clean forsake me.
They use the seven deadly sins damnable,
As pride, covetise, wrath, and lechery
Now in the world be made commendable;
And thus they leave of angels the heavenly company.
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Every man liveth so after his own pleasure,
And yet of their life they be nothing sure.
I see the more that I them forbear
The worse they be from year to year.
All that liveth appaireth fast.
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Therefore I will, in all the haste,
Have a reckoning of every man's person.
For, an I leave the people thus alone
In their life and wicked tempests,
Verily they will become much worse than beasts,
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For now one would by envy another up eat:
Charity they do all clean forget.
I hoped well that every man
In my glory should make his mansion,
And thereto I had them all elect.
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But now I see, like traitors deject,
They thank me not for the pleasure that I to them meant,
Nor yet for their being that I them have lent.
I proffered the people great multitude of mercy,
And few there be that asketh it heartily.
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They be so cumbered with worldly riches
That needs on them I must do justice,
On every man living without fear. —
Where art thou, Death, thou mighty messenger?