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.