Tell his reverence your story Let us see if he's impressed You were lodging here last night You were the honest Bishop's guest And then, out of Christian goodness When he learned about your plight You maintained he made a present of this silver That is right But my friend you left so early Something surely slipped your mind You forgot I gave these also Would you leave the best behind? So, Messieurs, you may release him For this man has spoken true I commend you for your duty And God's blessing go with you And remember this, my brother See in this some higher plan You must use this precious silver To become an honest man By the witness of the martyrs By the Passion and the Blood God has raised you out of darkness I have bought your soul for God!