If It Ever Lay In My Power,

From A Private Gentlewoman You Have Made Me First A Marchioness, Then A Queen; And, As You Can Raise Me No Higher In The World, You Are Now Sending Me To Be A Saint In Heaven.

To Jesus Christ I Commend My Soul; Lord Jesus Receive My Soul.

The King Has Been Very Good To Me. He Promoted Me From A Simple Maid To Be A Marchioness. Then He Raised Me To Be A Queen. Now He Will Raise Me To Be A Martyr.

O Death, Rock Me Asleep, Bring Me To Quiet Rest, Let Pass My Weary Guiltless Ghost Out Of My Careful Breast.

O Lord Have Mercy On Me, To God I Commend My Soul.