Thus I awaked and wroot what I hadde ydremed, 
And dighte me derely, and dide me to chirche, 
To here holly the masse and to be housled after. 
In myddes of the masse, tho men yede to offryng, 
I fel eftsoones aslepe - and sodeynly me mette 
That Piers the Plowman was peynted al blody, 
And com in with a cros bifore the comune peple, 
And right lik in alle lymes to Oure Lord Jesu. 
And thanne called I Conscience to kenne me the sothe
'Is this Jesus the justere,' quod I, 'that Jewes dide to dethe? 
Or it is Piers the Plowman! Who peynted hym so rede?' 
Quod Conscience, and kneled tho, ' Thise arn Piers armes - 
Hise colours and his cote armure; ac he that cometh so blody 
Is Crist with his cros, conquerour of Cristene.' 
'Why calle ye hym Crist?' quod I, 'sithen Jewes called hym Jesus? 
Patriarkes and prophetes prophecied bifore 
That alle kynne creatures sholden knelen and bowen 
Anoon as men nempned the name of God Jesu. 
Ergo is no name to the name of Jesus, 
Ne noon so nedeful to nempne by nyghte ne by daye. 
For alle derke develes arn adrad to heren it, 
And synfulle aren solaced and saved by that name; 
And ye callen hym Crist; for what cause, telleth me? 
Is Crist moore of myght and moore worthi name 
Than Jesu or Jesus, that al oure joye com of?' 
'Thow knowest wel,' quod Conscience, 'and thow konne reson, 
That knyght, kyng, conquerour may be o persone. 
To be called a knyght is fair, for men shul knele to hym; 
To be called a kyng is fairer, for he may knyghtes make; 
Ac to be conquerour called, that cometh of special grace, 
And of hardynesse of herte and of hendemesse - 
To make lordes of laddes, of lond that he wynneth, 
And fre men foule thralles, that folwen noght hise lawes. 

'The Jewes, that were gentil men, Jesu thei despised - 
Bothe his loore and his lawe; now are thei lowe cherles. 
As wide as the world is, wonyeth ther noon 
But under tribut and taillage as tikes and cherles; 
And tho that bicome Cristene bi counseil of the Baptiste 
Aren frankeleyns, free men thorugh fullynge that thei toke 
And gentil men with Jesu - for Jesus was yfulled 
And upon Calvarie on cros ycrouned kyng of Jewes. 
' It bicometh to a kyng to kepe and to defende, 
And conqueror of his conquest hise lawes and his large. 
And so dide Jesus the Jewes - he justified and taughte hem 
The lawe of lif that laste shal evere, 
And fended from foule yveles, feveres and fiuxes, 
And from fendes that in hem was, and false bileve. 
Tho was he Jesus of Jewes called, gentile prophete, 
And kyng of hir kyngdom, and croune bar of thornes. 
'And tho conquered he on cros as conquerour noble; 
Mighte no deeth hym fordo, ne adoun brynge, 
That he n'aroos and regnede and ravysshed helle. 
And tho was he conquerour called of quyke and of dede. 
For he yaf Adam and Eve and othere mo blisse 
That longe hadde yleyen bifore as Luciferis cherles. 
And took [Lucifer the lothly], that lord was of helle, 
And bond [hym] as [he is bounde], with bondes of yrene. 
Who was hardiere than he? His herte blood he shadde 
To maken alle folk free that folwen his lawe. 
And sith he yeveth largely al his lele liges 
Places in Paradis at hir partynge hennes, 
He my wel be called conquerour - and that is ' Crist ' to mene. 
'Ac the cause that he cometh thus with cros of his passion 
Is to wissen us therwith, that whan we ben tempted, 

Therwith to fighte and fenden us fro fallynge into synne, 
And se bi his sorve that whoso loveth joye, 
To penaunce and to poverte he moste puten hymselven, 
And muche wo in this world wilnen and suffren. 
'Ac to carpe moore of Crist, and how he com to that name, 
Faithly for to speke, his firste name was jesus. 
Tho he was born in Bethleem, as the Book telleth, 
And cam to take mankynde, kynges and aungeles 
Reverenced hym right faire with richesses of erthe. 
Aungeles out of hevene come knelynge and songe, 
Gloria in excelsis Deo . 
'Kynges come after, knelede and offrede sense, 
Mirre and muche gold withouten mercy askynge 
Or any kynnes catel, but knoweliched[en] hym sovereyn 
Both of sond, sonne and see, and sithenes thei wente 
Into hir kyngene kith by counseil of aungeles. 
And there was that word fulfilled the which thow of speke - 
Omnia celestia, terrestria, flectantur in hoc nomine Iesu. 
' For alle the aungeles of hevene at his burthe knelede, 
And al the wit of the world was in tho thre kynges. 
Reson and Rightwisnesse and Ruthe thei offrede, 
Wherfore and why wise men that tyme 
Maistres and lettred men, Magi hem callede. 
' That o kyng cam with Reson, covered under sense. 
The seconde kyng siththe soothliche offrede 
Rightwisnesse under reed gold, Resones felawe. 
Gold is likned to Leautee that laste shal evere, 
And Reson to riche[l