Cranmer - oppressed, persecuted and afflicted
For three days now he has been afflicted by hundreds and hundreds of posts which link to some of the most undesirable sites abroad, each one of which has to be removed individually. This is involving him in hours and hours of wasted time (six hours yesterday), and his ashes are weary. It is bad enough having to type with the burnt stumps of the fingers of his left hand (the right having been totally consumed by the flames of that fateful day). But time is precious, and each hour he spends exorcising cyber-demons is an hour he cannot spend ministering to his flock.
Cranmer is despondent, dejected and distracted.
To be precise, he is of that disposition expressed by the perfect tense of the process of urination and the adverbial qualification denoting distance.
He humbly beseeches his readers and communicants for their prayers.