| Lyrics: | The first Noel the angel did say
was to certain poor shepards in fields as they lay:
in fields where they lay a-keeping their sheep
on a cold winter's night that was so
deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the King of Israel.
They looked up and
saw a star,
shining in the east, beyond them far:
and to the earth it gave great
light,
and so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the
King of Israel.
And by the light of that same star
three wise men came from the
country far;
to seek for a King was their intent,
and to follow the star wherever it
went.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the King of Israel.
This star drew
nigh to the north-west;
o'er Bethlehem it took its rest,
and there it did both stop and
stay,
right over the place where Jesus lay.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the
King of Israel.
Then entered in those wise men three,
fell reverently upon their
knee,
and offered there in his presence
their gold and myrrh and frankincense.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the kind of Israel.
Then let us all with one
accord
sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
that hath made heaven and earth of nought,
and with his blood mankind has bought.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
born is the King of
Israel |
