Thou, neither quick nor dead, O sleep, art fraught with a likeness of death, God's sign.

2 We know thy birth, O sleep: thou art among the signs of God, a minister of the term that God has set; so well we know thee who thou art. O sleep, guard us from the evil dream.

3 As men discharge a debt, as they pay up an eighth and half-an-eighth, so the whole evil dream do we pay and assign unto our foe.