They scourg’d me and set me at nought,

Judged me to die to lead the dance.

Sing, oh! &c.

Then on the cross hanged I was,

Where a spear to my heart did glance,

There issued forth both water and blood,

To call my true love to my dance.

Sing, oh! &c.

Then down to hell I took my way

For my true love’s deliverance,