_Everyman._ O eternal God, O heavenly figure, O way of rightwiseness, O goodly vision, Which descended down in a virgin pure Because he would _Everyman_ redeem, Which _Adam_ forfeited by his disobedience: O blessed Godhead, elect and high-divine, Forgive my grievous offence; Here I cry thee mercy in this presence. O ghostly treasure, O ransomer and redeemer Of all the world, hope and conductor, Mirror of joy, and founder of mercy, Which illumineth heaven and earth thereby, Hear my clamorous complaint, though it late be; Receive my prayers; unworthy in this heavy life, Though I be, a sinner most abominable, Yet let my name be written in _Moses'_ table; O _Mary_, pray to the Maker of all thing, Me for to help at my ending, And save me from the power of my enemy, For _Death_ assaileth me strongly; And, Lady, that I may by means of thy prayer Of your Son's glory to be partaker, By the means of his passion I it crave, I beseech you, help my soul to save.-- _Knowledge_, give me the scourge of penance; My flesh therewith shall give a quittance: I will now begin, if God give me grace. _Knowledge._ _Everyman_, God give you time and space: Thus I bequeath you in the hands of our Saviour, Thus may you make your reckoning sure. _Everyman._ In the name of the Holy Trinity, My body sore punished shall be: Take this body for the sin of the flesh; Also thou delightest to go gay and fresh, And in the way of damnation thou did me bring; Therefore suffer now strokes and punishing. Now of penance I will wade the water clear, To save me from purgatory, that sharp fire. _Good-Deeds._ I thank God, now I can walk and go; And am delivered of my sickness and woe. Therefore with _Everyman_ I will go, and not spare; His good works I will help him to declare. _Knowledge._ Now, _Everyman_, be merry and glad; Your _Good-Deeds_ cometh now; ye may not be sad; Now is your _Good-Deeds_ whole and sound, Going upright upon the ground. _Everyman._ My heart is light, and shall be evermore; Now will I smite faster than I did before. _Good-Deeds._ _Everyman_, pilgrim, my special friend, Blessed be thou without end; For thee is prepared the eternal glory. Ye have me made whole and sound, Therefore I will bide by thee in every stound.[16] _Everyman._ Welcome, my _Good-Deeds_; now I hear thy voice, I weep for very sweetness of love. _Knowledge._ Be no more sad, but ever rejoice, God seeth thy living in his throne above; Put on this garment to thy behove, Which is wet with your tears, Or else before God you may it miss, When you to your journey's end come shall. _Everyman._ Gentle _Knowledge_, what do you it call? _Knowledge._ It is a garment of sorrow: From pain it will you borrow; Contrition it is, That getteth forgiveness; It pleaseth God passing well. _Good-Deeds._ _Everyman_, will you wear it for your heal? _Everyman._ Now blessed be _Jesu, Mary's_ Son! For now have I on true contrition. And let us go now without tarrying; _Good-Deeds_, have we clear our reckoning?