Men’s Helm,[1] they might hang, the Lord of all, 475
Both angels and men, noblest of children. 
They might not so foolish death fasten on him,
Miserable men, as they ere weened,
Afflict with pains, though he for a time
Upon the cross his spirit gave up, 480
Victor-child of God.  Then afterwards was
Raised from the rood the Ruler of heavens,
Glory of all glories, three nights after
Within the tomb was he abiding
Under the darkness, and then on third day, 485
Light of all light, he living arose,
Prince of angels, and he to his thanes,
True Lord of victories, himself revealed,
Bright in his fame.  Then did thy brother
In time receive the bath of baptism, 490
Enlightening belief.  For love of the Lord
Was Stephen then with stones assailed,
Nor ill gave for ill, but for foes of old
Patient implored, prayed King of glory
That he the woe-deed would not lay to their charge, 495
In that through hate the innocent One,
Guiltless of sins, by the teachings of Saul
They robbed of life, as he through enmity
To misery many of the folk of Christ
Condemned, to death.  Yet later the Lord 500
Mercy him showed, that to many became he
Of people for comfort, when the God of creation,
Saviour of men, had changed his name,
And afterwards he the holy Paul
Was called by name, and no one than he 505
Of teachers of faith, [no] other, was better
’Neath roof of heaven afterwards ever
Of those man or woman brought into the world,
Although he Stephen with stones them bade
Slay on the mountain, thine own brother. 510
Now may’st thou hear, mine own dear son,
How gracious is the Ruler of all,
Though we transgression ’gainst him oft commit,
The wound of sins, if we soon after
For those misdeeds repentance work 515
And from unrighteousness afterwards cease. 
Therefore I truly, and my dear father,
After believed [in the Giver of life, Gn.],
That he had suffered, God of all glories,
Leader of life, painful penalty 520
For mighty need of the race of men. 
Therefore I teach thee through secret of song,
My dearest child, that scornful words,
Hatred or blasphemy, never thou work,
Fierce contradiction ’gainst the Son of God. 525
Then wilt thou merit that thee life eternal,
Best of rewards, shall be given in heaven.’ 
Thus mine own father in days of old
Me unwaxen with words did teach,
Instruct with true speech (his name was Simon), 530
Man wise in words.  Now well do ye know
What of that in your thought may seem to you best
Plainly to tell, if us this queen