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Alle herkneth to me nou!   [Narrator] A strif wolle Y tellen ou Of Jesu ant of Sathan. Tho Jesu wes to helle ygan Forte vacche thenne hys Ant bringen hem to parays, The Devel hevede so muche pousté That alle mosten to helle te. Nas non so holy prophete Seththe Adam ant Eve then appel ete Ant he were, at this worldes fyne, That he ne moste to helle-pyne; Ne shulde he never thenne come Nere Jesu Crist, Godes Sone, Vor that wes seid to Adam ant Eve, That were Jesu Crist so leeve, Ant so wes seyd to Habraham, That wes sothfast holy man, Ant so wes seid to Davyd the kyng, That wes of Cristes oune ofspryng, Ant to Johan the Baptist, That folewede Jesu Crist, Ant to Moyses the holy whyt, The hevede the lawe to yeme ryht, Ant to mony other holy mon — , Mo then Ich telle con — That weren alle in more wo Then Y con ou telle fro. Jesu Crist arew hem sore Ant seide he wolde vacche hem thore. He lyhte of ys heye tour Into Seinte Marie bour; He wes bore for oure nede In this world in pore wede; In this world he wes ded Forte losen us from the qued. Tho Jesu hevede shed ys blod For our neode upon the rod, In godhed toke he then way That to helle-gates lay; Then he com there, tho seide he Alse Y shal nouthe telle the. “Harde gates hav Y gon,   [Dominus] Sorewen soffred mony on! Thritty wynter ant thridde half yer Hav Y woned in londe her. Almost ys so muche agon Seththe Y bycom furst mon — Ich have seththe tholed ant wyst Hot, cold, honger, ant thurst. Mon hath do me shome ynoh Wyth word ant dede, in heore woh — Bounden ant bueten, yron of blode — Demeden me to deye on rode. For Adames sunne fol, ywis, Ich have tholed al this! Adam, thou havest aboht sore! I nul soffre that no more! Adam, thou hast duere aboht That thou levedest me noht. Y shal the bringe of helle-pyne Ant with the alle myne!” “Who ys that Ych here thore?   Sathan ait Ich him rede speke na more! For he may so muche do That he shal us come to Forte buen oure fere Ant fonden hou we pleyen here!” “Thou miht wyten, in thy lay,   Dominus ait That mine woll Y have away. Wost thou never whet Ych am? Almost ys thritti wynter gan That thou hast fonded me Forte knowe wet Y be. Sunne fond thou never non In me as in other mon, Ant thou shalt wyte wel today That mine wolle Y have away. Wen thou bilevest al thyn one, Thenne myht thou grede ant grone!” “Par ma fey, Ich holde myne   Sathan Alle tho that bueth heryne! Resoun wol Y telle the, Ther ageyn myht thou nouht be: Whose buyth any thyng, Hit is hys ant hys ofspryng. Adam hungry com me to — Monrade dude Y him me do — For on appel Ich yef hym, He is myn, ant al hys kun!” “Sathanas, hit wes myn —    Dominus The appel that thou yeve hym, The appel ant the appel tre — Bothe were maked thourh me! Hou myhstest thou on eny wyse Of other monnes thyng make marchandise? Seththe he wes boht wyth myn, Wyth resoun wolle Ich haven hym!” “Jesu, wel Y knowe the   Sathan (That ful sore reweth me!), Thou art Louerd over al; Wo ys him that the knowe ne shal! Heovene ant erthe tac to the; Soules in helle lef thou me — Let me haven hem ant helde. That thou havest wel mote thou welde!” “Stille be thou, Sathanas!   Dominus The ys fallen ambes aas! Wendest thou Ich were ded for noht? Thourh my deth ys monkune boht! They that haved served me Wyth me he shulen in hevene be. Thou shalt buen in more pyne Then eny that ther is heryne.” “Ne may non me worse do   Sathan Then Ich have had hiderto! Ich have had so muche wo That Y ne recche whyder Y go! Yef thou revest me of myne, Y shal reve the of thyne — Y shal gon from mon to mon Ant reve the of mony on!” “God wot, Y shal speke the wyht,   Dominus Ant do the to holde gryht! So faste shal Y bynde the Lutel shalt thou reve me; Thou shalt buen in bondes ay O that come Domesday. Thou shalt never outwende Monkunne forte shende, For were thou among men, Thou woldest me reven moni of hem. The smale fendes that bueth nout stronge, He shulen among men yonge; Thilke that nulleth ageyn hem stonde, Ichulle he habben hem in honde! Helle-gates Y come nou to, Ant Y wole that heo undo! Wer ys nou this gateward? Me thuncheth he is a coward!” “Ich have herd wordes stronge —    Ianitor Ne dar Y her no lengore stonde! Kepe the gates whose may — Y lete hem stonde ant renne away!” “Helle-gates wolle Y falle   Dominus Ant out taken myne alle! Sathanas, Y bynde the! Her shalt thou lay O that come Domesday!” “Welcome, Louerd, God of londe,   Adam Godes Sone, ant Godes sonde! Welcome, Louerd, mote thou be, That thou wolt us come ant se! Louerd, nou thou art come to ous, Bring ous of this lothe hous, Bryng us of this lothe lond, Louerd, henne, into thyn hond! Louerd, wost thou whet Ych am? Thou me shuptest of eorthe: Adam! For Y thyn heste hueld noht, Duere Ich habbe hit her aboht! Have merci of us, Godes sone; Let ous no more her wone! Alle that herynne be Yore haveth yyrned after the! We hopeth wel thourh thy comyng Of oure sunnes haven froryng.” “Knou me, Louerd — Ich am Eve!   Eva Ich ant Adam the were so leove, Thou laddest ous to parays. We hit forgulten ase unwys; We thin heste dude forleten Tho we then appel eten. So longe we haveth buen herynne — Deore have we aboht ur synne! Louerd God, yef us leve, Adam ant me, ys wyf Eve, To faren of this lothe wyke To the blisse of hevene ryke!” “Adam, Ich have yeve mi lyf   Dominus For the ant for Eve, thi wyf; Wendest thou Ich were ded for noht? For my deth wes monkune yboht.” “Louerd Crist, Ich am   Habraham That thou calledest Habraham! Thou me seidest that of me Shulde such a child ybore be That us shulde brynge of pyne — Me ant (wyth me) alle myne. Thou art the child! Thou art the man That wes ybore of Habraham! Do nou that thou byhihstes me: Bring me to hevene up with the.” “Habraham, Ych wot ful wel   Dominus Wet thou seidest, everuch del — That mi leve moder wes Boren ant shaped of thi fleyhs.” “Louerd, Ich am David the kyng   [David] That bore was of thyn ofspring. Do me ase thou bihete Thourh the lawe of the prophete. Nou thou art come to ous, Bring us from this dredful hous.” “David, thou were bore of my kyn.   Dominus      For thi godnesse art thou myn, More for thi godnesse Then for eny sibnesse.” “Louerd Crist, Ich am Johan,   Iohannes That the folewede in Flum Jordan. Tuelf moneth is agon That Y tholede martirdom. Thou sendest me the ryhte wey Into helle, forte sey That thou, Crist, Godes Sone, Sone shuldest to helle come Forto lesen of helle-pyne Alle that thou holdest thyne. Nou thou art come! Nou thou do That thou seidest fer ant tho.” “Johan, Johan, Ich wot ful wel   Dominus Whet thou seidest everuch del — Thou shalt seo whet Y shal do That Y seyde er the to.” “Louerd, thou knowest al wyth skyl   Moyses The lawe of Synay upon the hyl. Ich am Moyses the prophete, That hueld the lawes that thou byhete, That thou, Jesu, Godes Sone, Woldest to the helle come, Ant that thou woldest come to bete The sunnes that Adam thohte suete.” “Moyses, that Ich hihte the   Dominus In the Olde Lawe, thou dudest me, Ant alle the other that mine buen Shule to blisse with me tuen. They that nolden on me leven Shule with Sathanas bileven. Ther hue shulen wonen ay O that come Domesday.” God, for is moder love,   [Narrator] Let us never thider come! Louerd, for thi muchele grace, Graunte us in heovene one place. Let us never be forloren For no sunne, Crist ycoren. Ah, bring us out of helle-pyne, Louerd, ous ant alle thyne, Ant yef us grace to libbe ant ende In thi service ant to hevene wende.    Amen.

All listen to me now!   [Narrator] I'll tell you of a contest Between Jesus and Satan. When Jesus had gone to hell To fetch from there his own And bring them to paradise, The Devil had so much power That all were made to go to hell. There was never a prophet so holy Since Adam and Eve had eaten the apple That he, at this world’s end, Could avoid going to hell-pain; Nor could he ever escape from thence Were it not for Jesus Christ, God’s Son, For it was prophesied to Adam and Eve, Who were so dear to Jesus Christ, And thus was said to Abraham, Who was a steadfast holy man, And thus was said to David the king, Who was of Christ’s own lineage, And to John the Baptist, Who followed Jesus Christ, And to Moses the holy man, Who had the law to govern rightly, And to many other holy men — More than I can name — Who were all in more agony Than I can describe to you. Jesus Christ pitied them deeply And said he would fetch them from there. He descended from his high tower Into Saint Mary’s womb; He was born for our need In this world in a poor garment; In this world he died To deliver us from an evil contract. When Jesus had shed his blood For our sake upon the cross, In godhead he went the next way That led to hell-gates; When he came there, then he spoke As I will now tell you. “Hard experiences I've endured,   [Lord] Suffered many a sorrow! Thirty-three and a half years Have I dwelled here on earth. So very much has happened Since I first became man — I’ve since then suffered and known Hot, cold, hunger, and thirst. Men have done me extreme dishonor By word and deed, in their wickedness — Bound and beaten, dripping in blood — They judged me to die on cross. For Adam’s foul sin, indeed, I’ve suffered all of this! Adam, you’ve paid grievously! I’ll not tolerate it anymore! Adam, you’ve paid a high price Because you didn’t believe in me. I shall deliver you from hell-pain And all of mine with you!” “Who is that I hear there?   Satan speaks I command him to speak no more! For he may create so much havoc Were he to approach us As our peer in combat And discover how we operate here!” “Be informed that, in your domain,   Lord speaks My property I will take away. Don’t you know who I am? Almost thirty years have elapsed Since you tested me To find out who I am. You never found any sin In me as in other men, And you’ll surely see today How I will take mine away. When you give up all of yours, Then may you wail and groan!” “By my faith, I claim as mine   Satan All those who are in here! I'll explain to you a legal fact, Against which you can't dispute: Whoever buys anything, It and its offspring belong to him. Adam came to me hungry — I made him pledge himself to me — For an apple that I gave to him, He is mine, and all his kin!” “Satan, it was mine —    Lord The apple that you gave to him, The apple and the apple tree — Both were created by me! How might you in any way Make a purchase with another man’s thing? Since he was bought with my property, By legal right I will claim him!” “Jesus, I know you well   Satan (I’m very sorry about that!), You are Lord over all. Woe is he who'll never know you! Heaven and earth belong to you; Leave the souls in hell to me — Let me have and keep them. May you rule well what you already have!” “Be quiet, Satan!   Lord To you fall double aces! Do you think I died for nothing? By my death mankind’s redeemed! They who have served me Will be with me in heaven. You will be in more pain Than any who are here.” “No one can do any worse to me   Satan Than I’ve already experienced! I’ve had so much agony That I don’t care which way I go! If you rob me of mine, I’ll rob you of yours — I’ll go from man to man And rob you of many a one!” “God knows, I’ll speak to you boldly,   Lord And bid you to hold your peace! I’ll bind you so tightly That you’ll rob me of little; You’ll remain bound forever Till the coming of Doomsday. You’ll never escape To destroy mankind, For were you among men, You would rob me of many of them. The minor fiends who aren’t strong, They shall go among men; Those who will not resist them, I decree that they take them in hand! I now arrive at hell-gates, And I bid that they be opened! Where’s now this gatekeeper? I think he’s a coward!” “I’ve heard forceful words —    Gatekeeper I don’t dare stand here any longer! Keep the gates whoever wants to — I leave them standing and run away!” “I’ll make hell-gates fall,   Lord And take out all of mine! Satan, I bind you! Here will you lie Till the coming of Doomsday!” “Welcome, Lord, God of earth,   Adam God’s Son, and God’s gift! Welcome, Lord, may you be, Who wished to come and see us! Lord, now that you've come to us, Deliver us from this hateful house, Deliver us from this hateful land, Lord, from hence, into your hand! Lord, do you know who I am? You created me of earth: Adam! Because I disobeyed your command, Dearly have I paid for it here! Have mercy on us, God’s Son; Let us dwell here no more! All who are in here Long have yearned for you! We hope dearly by your coming To have solace for our sins.” “Know me, Lord — I am Eve!   Eve I and Adam were so precious to you, You led us to paradise. We forfeited it unwisely; We utterly neglected your command When we ate the apple. So long we’ve been in here — Dearly have we paid for our sin! Lord God, give us permission, Adam and me, his wife Eve, To travel from this hateful home To the bliss of heaven’s realm!” “Adam, I have given my life   Lord For you and for Eve, your wife; Do you think that I died for nothing? For by my death was mankind bought.” “Lord Christ, I am   Abraham He whom you called Abraham! You said that from me Such a child would be born Who would deliver us from pain — Me and (with me) all mine. You are the child! You are the man Who was born of Abraham! Do now what you promised me: Bring me up to heaven with you.” “Abraham, I acknowledge fully   Lord What you’ve said, every word — That my dear mother was Born and created of your flesh.” "Lord, I am David the king,   [David] Who was born of your lineage. Do to me as you promised Through the law of the prophet. Now that you have come to us, Deliver us from this dreadful house.” “David, you were born of my kin.   Lord For your goodness you are mine, More for your goodness Than for any kinship.” “Lord Christ, I am John,   John [the Baptist] Who followed you in the River Jordan. Twelve months have passed Since I suffered martyrdom. You sent me on the right way Into hell, in order to prophesy That you, Christ, God’s Son, Soon would come to hell To release from hell-pain All whom you consider yours. Now you have come! Now do What you proclaimed far and long ago.” “John, John, I acknowledge fully   Lord What you’ve said, every word — You shall see that I will do What I said before to you.” “Lord, you wisely know all   Moses The law of Sinai upon the hill. I am Moses the prophet, Who held the laws wherein you vowed That you, Jesus, God’s Son, Would come to hell, And that you would come to atone for The sins that Adam considered sweet.” “Moses, what I ordered you to do   Lord By the Old Law, you did for me, And all the others who are mine Shall proceed to bliss with me. They who wouldn’t believe in me Shall remain with Satan. There they shall dwell forever Till the coming of Doomsday.” May God, for his mother’s love,   [Narrator] Let us never come thither! Lord, by your abundant grace, Grant us a place in heaven. Let us never be damned For any sin, as Christ’s chosen. Ah, bring us out of hell-pain, Lord, us and all that’s yours, And give us grace to live and die In your service and go to heaven.    Amen.

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