LU333. fro thi gre to this ground lat thi grace glyde! As thow art grantar tharof, and the gevar ; Now fouerane quhar thow littis, be thj fonis fyd, Send fum fuccour dovne ſone to the ſynnit ! The fende is our felloune fa, in the we confide, Thow moder of all mercy, and the menar. for ws wappit in wo in this warld wyde, To thi ſon mak thi mane and thi maker. J2ow lady luke to the leid that the fo leile lufis, Thow feker trone of Salamon, Thow worthy wand of Aaron, Thow joyus fleis of Gedion, Ws help the behufis. LUJE. all thus our lady thaj lovit, with lyking and lyft, Menftralis, and mulcianis, mo than 3 mene may. The pfaltery, the ſytholis, the ſoft fytharift, The crowde, and the monycordis, the gittyrnis gay ; The vote, and the recordour, the ribupe, the rit, The trumpe, and the talburn, the tympane but tray : The lilt pype, and the lute, the fydill in fift, The dulſet, the dulfacordis, the ſchalme of atlay: The amyable organis plit full oft ; Claryonis lowde knellis, Portatiuis, and bellis, Cymbaclanis in the cellis, That ſoundis fo foft.
