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¶ Lutel wot hit any mon
Hou love hym haveth ybounde,
That for us o the rode ron
Ant bohte us with is wounde.
The love of him us haveth ymaked sounde,
Ant ycast the grimly Gost to grounde.
Ever ant oo, nyht ant day, he haveth us in is thohte,
He nul nout leose that he so deore bohte.
He bohte us with is holy blod —
What shulde he don us more?
He is so meoke, milde, ant good —
He na gulte nout therfore.
That we han ydon, Y rede, we reowen sore,
Ant crien ever to Jesu, “Crist, thyn ore!”
Ever ant oo, niht ant day, he haveth us in is thohte,
He nul nout leose that he so deore bohte.
He seh his Fader so wonder wroht
With mon, that wes yfalle;
With herte sor he seide is oht:
Whe shulde abuggen alle!
His suete Sone to hym gon clepe ant calle,
Ant preiede he moste deye for us alle.
Ever ant oo, nyht ant day, he haveth us in is thohte,
He nul nout leose that he so deore bohte.
He brohte us alle from the deth,
Ant dude us frendes dede.
Suete Jesu of Nazareth,
Thou do us hevene mede
Upon the rode. Why nulle we taken hede?
His greve wounde so grimly conne blede.
Ever ant oo, nyht ant day, he haveth us in is thohte,
He nul nout leose that he so deore bohte.
His deope wounden bledeth fast;
Of hem we ohte munne.
He hath ous out of helle ycast,
Ybroht us out of sunne.
For love of us he wonges waxeth thunne;
His hert blod he yef for al monkunne.
Ever ant oo, nyht ant day, he haveth us in is thohte,
He nul nout leose that he so deore bohte.
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¶ Little does anyone know
How love has bound him,
Who bled for us on the cross
And redeemed us with his wounds.
His love has made us whole,
And cast the cruel Demon to ground.
Ever and always, night and day, he has us in his thought,
He doesn’t want to lose what he so dearly bought.
He bought us with his holy blood —
What more might he do for us?
He is so meek, gentle, and good —
He did not sin in any way.
I advise that what we’ve done, we earnestly repent,
And cry always to Jesus, “Christ, your grace!”
Ever and always, night and day, he has us in his thought,
He doesn’t want to lose what he so dearly bought.
He saw his Father so very angry
At mankind, who had fallen;
With grieved heart he made his vow:
We all should pay the penalty!
His sweet Son to him did speak and make appeal,
And pleaded that he might die for us all.
Ever and always, night and day, he has us in his thought,
He doesn’t want to lose what he so dearly bought.
He brought us all out of death,
And did us a friend’s deed.
Sweet Jesus of Nazareth,
You gave us heaven’s reward
Upon the cross. Why won’t we take heed?
His fresh wounds did bleed so terribly.
Ever and always, night and day, he has us in his thought,
He doesn’t want to lose what he so dearly bought.
His deep wounds bleed plentifully;
Of them we ought be mindful.
He’s delivered us out of hell,
Brought us out of sin.
For love of us his cheeks grow thin;
He gave his heart’s blood for all mankind.
Ever and always, night and day, he has us in his thought,
He doesn’t want to lose what he so dearly bought.
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