Look down from heaven, and behold from the habitation of thy holiness and of thy glory: where are thy zeal and thy mighty acts? the yearning of thy heart and thy compassions are restrained toward me.
Biholde thou fro heuene, and se fro thin hooli dwellyng place, and fro þe seete of thi glorie. Where is thi feruent loue, and thi strengþe, þe multitude of thin entrailis, and of thi merciful doyngis?