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¶Here I lie cold in the ground Thy sins have me so before bound That I cannot steer ¶Everyman I have understanding That thou art summoned a count to make Before Messya of Jerusalem King And you do by not that iournaye w to you will I take ¶I would full fain but I cannot stand verily ¶y sir may thank you of all if you had perfectly the redi e your book of account / full ready now had be Look the books of your works & deeds eke Behold how they lie under the feet To your souls ynes ¶There is a blind reckoning in time of distress ¶Everyman I am sorry of your fallen And fain would I help you & I were able ¶That shall I do verily Though that on my feet I may not go I have a sister that shall with you also Called knowledge / which shall with you abide To help you to make that dreadful reckoning ¶And when he hath brought the there Where thou shalt heal the of thy smart Than go thou with thy rekeny ̄ ge & thy good deeds together For to make the joyful at the heart Before the blessed trynytye ¶I thank God now I can walk and go I am delivered of my sickness and woe Therefore with everyman I will go and not spare His God works I will help him to declare ¶Everyman Pilgrim my special friend Blessed be thou without end For the is prepared the eternal glory you have me made hold and sound Therefore I will abide with the / in every stound ¶Everyman will you were it / for your he'll ¶you in deed I have it here ¶yet must thou lede with the Three persons of great might ¶Dyscressyon and strength they height And thy beauty may not abide behind ¶you must have them ready / at all hours ¶That you would with everyman go And help him in his pilgrimage Advise you / will you with him or not / in y to voyage ¶Me thinketh it is he in deed ¶Nay everyman I will bide with the I will not forsake the in deed Thou shalt find me a God friend at need ¶All ertly thing is but vanity Beauty strength and discretion do man forsake Foolish friends and kinsmen that fair spoke All fleeth save good deeds and that am I ¶Fere not I will speak for the ¶Short our end and mynysshe our pain Let us go and never come again