A Lye-Wake

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,

Every nighte and alle,

Fire and fleete and candle-lighte,

And Christe receive thy saule.

When thou from hence away art past,

Every nighte and alle,

To Whinnymuir thou com'st at last;

And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gav'st hos'n and shoon,

Every nighte and alle,

Sit thee down and put them on;

And Christe receive thy saule.

If hos'n and shoon thou ne'er gav'st nane,

Every nighte and alle,

The winnies shall prick thee to the bare bane;

And Christe receive thy saule.

From Whinnymuir when thou may'st pass,

Every nighte and alle,

To Brig o' Dread thou com'st at last;

And Christe receive thy saule.

From 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.

If ever thou gav'st meat or drink,

Every nighte and alle,

The fire shall never make thee shrink;

And Christe receive thy saule.

If 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.

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,

Every nighte and alle,

Fire and fleete and candle-lighte,

And Christe receive thy saule.