Give me my scallopshell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gauge; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Give me my scallopshell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gauge; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.