To faren on that wise, Ne Domynyk dued hem nevere Swyche drynkers to worthe, Ne Helye ne Austyn Swyche liif never used, 1550 But in povert of spirit Spended her tyme. We have seyn ourself In a short tyme {497} Whou freres wolden no flesh Among the folk usen; But now the harlotes Han hyd thilke reule, And for the love of oure Lord Han leyd hire in water. 1560 Wenest thou ther wolde so fele Swich warlawes worthen? Ne were werliche wele And her welfare, Thei shulden delven and dyken, And dongen the erthe, And menemong corn breed To her mete fongen, And wortes fleshles wrought, And water to drynken, 1570 And werchen and wolward gon, As we wrecches usen. An aunter gif ther wolde on, Among an hol hundred, Lyven so for Godes love In tyme of a wyntere." "Leve Peres," quath I tho, "I pray that thou me telle Whou I may conne my Crede In Christen byleve." 1580 "Leve brother," quath he, "Hold that I segge, I wil techen the the trouthe, And tellen the the sothe.-- 1584 THE CREDE. "Leve thou in oure Loverd God 1585 That al the werld wrought, {498} Holy heven eke on hey Holliche he fourmede, And is almyghti hymself Over alle his werkes. 1590 And wrought as his wil was The werld and the heven; And on gentil Jesu Christ, Engendred of hymselven, His owen onlyche sone, Lord over all y-knowen, That was clenlich conceived Clerli in trewthe Of the heye Holy Gost, This is the holy beleve. 1600 And of the maiden Marye Man was he born, Withouten synful seed, This is fully the byleve. With thorn y-crouned, crucified, And on the cros dyede, And sythen his blessed body Was in a stone byried, And descended a-doun To the derk helle, 1610 And fet out our formfaderes, And hy ful fayn weren. The thyrd day redeliche Hymself ros fram deeth, And, on a ston there he stod, He steigh up to hevene, And on his fader ryght hand Redelich he sitteth, That almyghti God, Over alle other whyghtes; 1620 {499} And is herafter to commen, Christ all himselven, To demen the quyke and the dede, Withouten any doute. And in the heighe Holy Gost Holly I beleve; And generall holy chirche also, Hold this in the minde; The communion of sayntes, For soth I to the sayn; 1630 And for our great sinnes Forgivenes for to getten, And only by Christ Clenlich to be clensed; Our bodies again to risen Right as we been here; And the liif everlasting Leve ich to habben. Amen.