All Mydle Erthe It Shall Fulfyll Lyrics

This voyce both sharp and also (damage)
Shall be herd from heuen to (damage)
All mydle erthe it shall fulfyll
Uenite ad iudicium.
A voyce. etc.

Uenite is a blyssed song
For them that for ioye dooth longe
And shall forsake paynes strong
Uenite ad iudicium
A voyce. etc.

Glad in hert may they be
Whan Chryst sayeth Uenite
Ye blyssed chyldren come to me
Into vitam eternam
A voyce. etc.

Whan I hongred ne gaue me meat
Ye clothed me agaynst the weat
In trouble ye dyde me not forgeat
Uenite ad iudicium
A voyce. etc.

Ye socoured me at your doore
And for my sake gaue to the poore
(The)rfore wyll I you socoore
Uenite ad iudicium.
A voyce. etc.

Sory in hert may they be
That hereth this heuy worde, Jte
Ye cursed chyldren go fro me
In to ignem eternum
A voyce. etc.

Whan for nede that I dyde crye
Confortlesse ye lete me dye
Therfore now I you deny
Uenite ad iudicium
A voyce. etc.

For by me ye set no store
Ye shall abye ryght dere therfore
In hell with deuyls for euermore
Uenite ad iudicium
A voyce. etc.