I saw a maiden sitten and sing: she lulled a child, a sweete Lording.
Lullay, lullay, my dear son, my sweeting.
Lullay, lullay, my dear heart, my own dear darling.

 

This very Lord he made alle thing;
of lordes the Lord, of kinges the King. refrain.

 

There was mickle melody at that childes birth:
and all in heaven’s bliss, they made mickle mirth. refrain.

 

Angels sang that night and saiden to that child:
now blest be thou and she, both meek and mild. refrain.

 

Pray we to that child and to his mother dear,
His blessing to them that maken now cheer. refrain.