O Lord have mercy on me, to God I commend my soul.
From Anne Boleyn
To Jesus Christ I commend my soul; Lord Jesus, receive my soul.
And thus I take my leave of the world and of you all, and I heartily desire you all to pray for me.
Good Christian people, I am come hither to die, for according to the law, and by the law I am judged to die, and therefore I will speak nothing against it. I am come hither to accuse no man, nor to speak anything of that, whereof I am accused and condemned to die.
O Death, rock me asleep, bring me to quiet rest, let pass my weary guiltless ghost out of my careful breast.
Remember me when you do pray, that hope doth lead from day to day.
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