HOnurèd be thu, Ihesu saueour, Þat for mankendë were do on the rode;And þerto woldest do vs þat honure,To fede vs with thi flesche & with thi bloode.was neuere to vs fleschë halfe so goode;
ffor wonderly oure ioyes it doth renewe.honured be thu, blissed lord Ihesu!
Whan thu were died, to hellë þou descended, And fette hem owt þat [longe] lay there in peyne;ffor be thi deth, oure mis was alle a-mended.The thrid day, thu a-roos to lyffe a-geyneWith highe tryumphe, & ioyë souereyn: As champioun [the chef] of hie vertue,Honured be þou, blissed lord Ihesu!
The grevous iourney þat thu took on hande, hath clerly maad, to eueri wight appere,In sothfastnesse to see & vnderstonde,To þat only was thi talent & thi chiereSo suffisaunt, lo,that oure raunsoum were Superhabundaunt over þat was due;Honured be thu, blisseful lord Ihesu!
On thursday, a noble soper þou made, Where thu ordeyned first thi sacrament;But muchë more it doth oure hertës glade,The worthi dyner of this day present,In which þou schewest thi self omnipotent, Rising from deth to lyve, it is ful trewe:Honured be thu, blisful lord Ihesu!
Now for this festë schal we say the graces, And worthi is, with alle oure diligence,And thank the here, & [eke] in allë places,Of thi ful bountevous benevolence,Thi myght, thi grace, thi souereyn excellence: Thu art the ground & welle of alle vertue:Honured be thu, blisfull lord Ihesu!
