Classic Poem

Pray for us to the Prince of Peace,
Amice Christi Johannes.

To Christ's own darling,
The which was maid both old and young,
My heart is set a song to sing:
Amice Christi Johannes.

For he was so clean a maid
On Christ's breast asleep he laid,
Prophets of Heaven to him said:
Amice Christi Johannes.

When Christ before Pilate was brought
This clean maid forsook Him nought!
To die with Him was all his thought:
Amice Christi Johannes.

Christ's mother was him betake,
A maid to be another's make
Pray we to him that he us not forsake,
Amice Christi Johannes.