M and A, R and I
Of M, A, R, I,
Sing I will a new song.
Of these four letters purpose I,
Of M and A, R and I;
They betoken maid Mary;
All our joy of her it sprong.
Withouten wem of her body —
M and A, R and I —
Of her was born a king truly
The Jewes diden to deth with wrong.
Upon the mount of Calvery —
M and A, R and I —
There they beten His bare body
With scorges that were sharp and long.
Our dere Lady she stood Him by —
M and A, R and I —
And weep water ful bitterly
And teres of blood ever among.
Sing I will a new song.
Of these four letters purpose I,
Of M and A, R and I;
They betoken maid Mary;
All our joy of her it sprong.
Withouten wem of her body —
M and A, R and I —
Of her was born a king truly
The Jewes diden to deth with wrong.
Upon the mount of Calvery —
M and A, R and I —
There they beten His bare body
With scorges that were sharp and long.
Our dere Lady she stood Him by —
M and A, R and I —
And weep water ful bitterly
And teres of blood ever among.
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