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 comst 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 neer gavst nane
Every nighte and alle,
The whinnes sall prick 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 comst at last
And Christe receive thy saule.
From Brig o Dread when thou mayst pass,
Every nighte and alle,
To Purgatory fire thou comst 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 neer gavst 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.