Full Lyrics
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.
There was mickle melody at that childes birth:
And all in heaven's bliss, they made mickle mirth.
Angels sang that night and saiden to that child:
Now blest be thou and she, both meek and mild.
Pray we to that child and to His mother dear,
His blessing to them that maken now cheer.
