  IThis ae nighte, this ae nighte, —Every nighte and alle, Fire and fleet And Christe receive thy saule. IIWhen thou from hence away art past, —Every nighte and alle, To Whinny-muir thou com’st at last: And Christe receive thy saule. IIIIf ever thou gavest hosen and shoon, —Every nighte and alle, Sit thee down and put them on: And Christe receive thy saule. IVIf hosen and shoon thou ne’er gav’st nane —Every nighte and alle, The whinnes sall prick thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule. VFrom whinny-muir when thou may’st pass, —Every nighte and alle, To Brig o’ Dread thou com’st at last; And Christe receive thy saule. VIFrom Brig o’ Dread when thou may’st pass, —Every nighte and alle, To Purgatory fire thou com’st at last; And Christe receive thy saule. VIIIf ever thou gavest meat or drink, —Every nighte and alle, The fire sall never make thee shrink; And Christe receive thy saule. VIIIIf meat or drink thou ne’er gav’st nane, —Every nighte and alle, The fire will burn thee to the bare bane; And Christe receive thy saule. IXThis ae nighte, this ae nighte, —Every nighte and alle, Fire and fleet and candle-lighte, And Christe receive thy saule. FOOTNOTES: |
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