Paul says, good brother now arise,
And make an end of all this din,
And if so be ye have the keys,
Open and let the carlin in.
The Apostle Peter rose at last.
And to the gate with speed he hies,
Carlin quoth he, knock not so fast
Yon cumber Mary with your cries.
Peter she said let Christ arise
And grant me mercy in my need,
For why I ne'er denied him thrice,
As thou thyself hast done indeed.
Thou carlin bold, what's that to thee
I got remission for my sin,
It cost many sad tears to me
Because I enter'd here within,
It will not be thy meikle din,
Will cause heaven's gates opned be;
Thou must be purified from sin,
And of all trespasses made free.
Saint Peter then no thanks to you,
That so you were rid of your fears,
It was Christ's gracious look I trow.
That made you weep those precious tears,
The door of mercy is not clos'd.
I may get grace as well as ye;
It is not so fare as ye suppos'd,
I will be in in spite of thee.
But wicked wise it is too late,
Thou should'st have mourned upon death
Repentance now is out of date,
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