O Lord my God

W. Byrd

O Lord my God, let flesh and blood thy servant not subdue,

nor let the world deceive me with his glory most untrue,

let not, O Lord, O mighty God, let not thy mortal foe,

let not the fiend with all his craft, thy servant overthrow:

But to resist, give fortitude, give patience to endure,

give constancy that always thine I may persever sure.