Loreena Mckennitt - Balulalow
I Come To Hevin Which To Tell
The Best Nowells That E'er Befell
And I Will Of Them Say And Sing.
To You Thir Tythings Trew I Bring
Of Marie Meik And Virgin Mild
This Day To You Is Born Ane Child
Sall You Rejoyce Baith Hart And Mind.
That Bliss It Bairn Bening And Kind
Lat Us Rejoyis And Be Blyth
Throu Christ To Bring Us To His Throne
And See What God Of His Grace Hes Done
And With The Hyrdis Go Full Swyth
My Saull And Life Stand Up And See
Wha Lyis In Ane Cribbe Of Tree.
It Is Christ, God's Son And Air.
What Babe Is That, Sa Gude And Fair
Prepair Thy Creddil In My Spreit!
O My Deir Hard, Yung Jesus Sweit
And I Sall Rock Thee In My Hart
And Never Mair Fra Thee Depart.
With Sangis Sweit Unto Thy Gloir
Bot I Sall Praise Thee Evermoir
The Kneis Of My Hard Sall I Bow
And Sing That Rycht Balulalow
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