Abide, Good Men
Abide, good men, and hald your pays,
And here what God Himselven says,
Hingand on the rood:
‘Man and woman that by me gase,
Look up to me and stint thy pace;
For thee I shed my blood.
‘Behald my body or thou gang,
And think upon my paines strang,
And still as stane thou stand.
Behald thyself the sooth, and see
How I am hinged here on this tree
And nailed foot and hand.
‘Behald my heved, behald my feet,
And thy misdeedes look thou leet;
Behald my grisely face.
And of thy sins ask àlegeance,
And in my mercy have àffiance,
And thou shall get my grace.’
And here what God Himselven says,
Hingand on the rood:
‘Man and woman that by me gase,
Look up to me and stint thy pace;
For thee I shed my blood.
‘Behald my body or thou gang,
And think upon my paines strang,
And still as stane thou stand.
Behald thyself the sooth, and see
How I am hinged here on this tree
And nailed foot and hand.
‘Behald my heved, behald my feet,
And thy misdeedes look thou leet;
Behald my grisely face.
And of thy sins ask àlegeance,
And in my mercy have àffiance,
And thou shall get my grace.’
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