Lyke Wake Dirge Lyrics

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,
-- Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
-- And Christe receive thy saule.
When thou from hence away art past,
-- Every nighte and alle,
To Whinny-Muir thou com'st at last;
-- And Christe receive thy saule.

If ever thou gavest hosen and shoen,
-- Every nighte and alle,
Sit thee down and put them on;
-- And Christe receive thy saule.

If hosen and shoen thou ne'er gav'st nane
-- Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall p**** thee to the bare bane;
-- And Christe receive thy saule.
From Whinny-muir when thou mayst 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 mayst pass,
-- Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou com'st at last;
-- And Christe receive thy saule.
If ever thou gavest meat or drink,
-- Every nighte and alle,
The fire sall 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 fleet and candle-lighte,
-- And Christe receive thy saule.