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    Kinderly is now my coming
    into this world with teres and cry
    litel and povere is my having
    britel and sone I falle from hit
    sharpe and strong is my deying
    I ne woth whinder schal I
    foul and stinkande is my roting
    on me, Jhesun you have mercy!

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    My arrival here is natural
    Into this world with tears and crying;
    What I have is not much, and poor at that,
    Frail and too quickly I have fallen from on high,
    My death is sharp and severe,
    I do not know where I am going,
    foul and stinking I rot,
    O, Jesus have mercy on me!

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    Composition: Katharine Blake

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