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Nowell, nowell, nowell...

Out of your sleep arise and wake,
for God mankind now hath y take,
all of a maid without any make,
of all wimen she bear’th the bell,

Nowell, nowell, nowell...

And throu a maide fair and wise,
Now man is made of full great prize,
Now angels kneelen to mannes service,
And at this time all this befell.

Nowell, nowell, nowell...

Now man is brighter than the sun,
now man in heav’n on high shall wonne,
Blessed be God this game begun;
and his moder empress of hell,

Nowell, nowell, nowell...

That ever was thrall now is he free,
that ever was small, now great is she;
now shall God deem both thee and me,
unto his bliss if we do well.

Nowell, nowell, nowell...

Now man may to heaven wend;
now heav’n and earth to him they bend,
He that foe now is our friend,
this is no nay that I you tell;

Nowell, nowell, nowell...

Now, blessed broder grant us grace,
A Domesday to see thy face,
And in thy court to have a place,
that we mow th๋re sing nowell.

Nowell, nowell, nowell...