O Almightie God our heauenlie fa­ther, I confesse & knoweledge that I am a misera­ble and a wreatched synner. and haue manifolde waies moste greuousli transgressed thy moste godlie commaun­dementes, thorowe wicked thoughtes, vngodlie lustes, sinful wordes and dedes, and in my whole lyfe. In sinne am I borne and conceiued, & there is no goodnes in mee, in asmuch as if thou shuldest enter into thy narrow iudgement [Page] with me, iudginge me according vnto the same, I were neuer able to suffer or a bide it, but must nedes perish and be damned for euer. So litle healpe: comforte or suc­cour, is there eyther in me, or in anie other creature. Onlie this is mi comfort (O heauē ly father / that thou didst not spare thy only deare beloued sonne, but diddest geue hym vp vnto the most bitter, and most vile & slaundrus death of the crosse for me, that hee might so pay the raunsome for my sinnes, satisfi thi iudgment, stil & pacifie thy wrath recōcile me again vnto thee, and purchase me thy grace & [Page] fauour, and euerlastinge life. Wherfore, thorowe the me­rite of his most bitter death and passion, and thorow his innocent bloud sheddinge, I beseche thee, O heauenly fa­ther, that thou wilte vouch­lafe to be gracious and mer­ciful vnto me, to forgeue, and to pardone me al my sins, to lighten my hearte with thy holi spirit, to renue, confirm and strengthen me with a right and a perfet faith, and to enflame me ī loue toward thee and my neighbor, that I may henceforthe wyth a willynge and a glad hearte, walke as it becometh me, in thy most godly commaūde­mentes, [Page] and so gloryfye and prayse thee euerlastynglye.

And also that I mai with a freconscience & a quiet heart in all maner of temptacions afflictions, or necessities, and euen in the verye panges of death, cry boldely and mere­ly vnto thee, & say: I beleue in God the father almighty maker of heauen and earth.

And in Iesus Christ. &c.

But O Lord God heauenly father, to comfort my self in affliction & temptacion with these articles of the chrysten faith, it is not in my power.

For fayth is thy gift, and for asmuch as thou wilt be praied vnto, and called vpon for [Page] it, I come vnto the, to prai & beseche thee, bothe for that, & for all my other necessities, e­uen as thy deare beloued son oure Sauioure Christ Iesu hathe him selfe taughte vs. And from the very botom of my heart, I cry and saye: O our father whych art in heauen. &c.

O Merciful Lord God he­uenlye father, I rendre most hyghe laudes, prayse & thankes vnto thee, that thou hast preserued me both thys nighte, & al the time & daies of my lyfe hitherto vnder thi protection, and haste suffred [Page] me to lyue vntyl thys present houre. And I beseche thee hartely, thou wilt vouchsafe to receiue me this daye, & the residue of my whole life frō henceforthe into thy tuicion, rulinge and gouerninge me wyth thy holy spirit, that al maner of darkenes, of misbe­lief, infidelitie, and of carnall lustes and affections, may be vtterly chased and driuē out of my heart, and that I mai be iustified and saued bothe body & soule thorow a right and a perfecte faythe, and so walcke in the lyghte of thy mooste godlye truthe, to thy glorye and prayse, and to the profit and furtheraunce of mi [Page] neighboure, thorowe Iesus Christ our Lorde and Saui­oure.

Amen.

ALas wretch that I am: comfortles and forsakē of al men, which haue offended both heauen and earth▪ whe­ther shall I goo or whether shal I turne me? To whom shal I fle for succour? Who shal haue pity or compassion on me? Vnto heauen dare I not lyft vp myne eyes, for I haue greuousli sinned agaīst it, and in the earth cā I find no place of defēce, for I haue bene noysom vnto it. What shal I nowe doe shall I dis­pair? God forbyd, [...]ul mercy­ful [Page] is God and my sauyoure is meke and louing, therfore God onlye is my refuge, hee will not despise his creature, nother forsake hys owne I­mage. Vnto the therfor most meke and merciful god come I all sad and sorowfull▪ for thou onlye art my hope and thou art only the dore of my defence. But what shall I saye vnto thee, seing I dare not lift vp my eyes. I wil poure out the wordes of sorowe I wil heartely beseeche thee for thy mercy to forgeue me my sinnes.

O God the Father of heauē: haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners.

O God the father of heauen haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners

O God the sonne, redeamer of the worlde: haue mercye vpon vs miserable synners.

O God the sonne, redeamer of the worlde: haue mercye vpon vs my­serable synners.

O God the holy ghoste, proce­dynge from the father and the sonne: haue mercy vpon vs mi­serable sinners.

O god the holy gost proceading frō the father and the sonne: haue mercy vpon vs miserable synners.

O holy, blessed, and glorious Trinitie, three persons and one God haue mercy vpon vs my­serable [...]