Who’s lights burn bright into the night, but those with oil?
Linger still the wait of blows, three lamps full endured.
Fruit of blooded ground born of Wonder-working George.
Now in four day procession loft his banner high.
Christopher suffered of torments;
Theonas gloried Christ as God;
Anthony with his brothers burned;
Still three lamps full light up the night.
Now brothers let us prepare for the Bridegroom comes!