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Thre kynges comen fro Segent,
To Jhesu Cryst they browte present ;
Lord God omnipotent,

Saf us alle throw thi vertu!

Jhesu deyid and schad his blod,
For al mankynde, upon the rod;
He graunt us grace of happis good,

I be-seke the, swete Jhesu!

Jhesu, for thi modere sake,
Kepe us fro the fyndis blake,
Azene hym that we mown wake,

And save us alle throw thi vertu !

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Gabriel.

Mary moder, meke and mylde,
Fro schame and synne that ze us schyllde,
For gret on grownd ze gon with childe,

Gabriele nuncio.

Mary moder, be not a-dred,
Jhesu is in zour body bred,
And of zour bryst he wil be fed,

cum pudoris lilio.

Mary moder, the frewit of the
For us was naylid on a tre,
In hevene is now his magesté,

fulget resurrexcio.

Mary moder, the thredde day
Up he ros, as I 30w say,
To helle he tok the ryzte way,

motu fertur proprio.

Mary moder, after thin sone
Up thou steyist with hym to wone,
The aungele wern glad quan thou were come,

in celi palacio.

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A new zer! a new zer! a chyld was i-born,
Us for to savyn that al was for-lorn,

So blyssid be the tyme !

The fader of hevene his owyn sone he sent,
His kyngdam for to cleymyn,

So blyssid be the tyme !

Al in a clene maydyn our Lord was i-lyzt,
Us for to savyn with al his myst,

So blyssid, etc.

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Al of a clene maydyn our Lord was i-born,
Us for to savyn that al was for-lorn,

So blyssid, etc.

Lullay! lullay! lytil chyld, myn owyn dere fode,
How xalt thou sufferin be naylid on the rode ?

So ...
Lullay! lullay! lytil chyld, myn owyn dere smerte,
How xalt thou sufferin the scharp spere to thi herte ?

So ... Lullay! lullay! lytyl child, I synge al for thi sake, Many on is the scharpe schour to thi body is schape;

So ... Lullay! lullay! lytyl child, fayre happis the be-falle! How xal thou sufferin to drynke ezyl and galle?

So ... Lullay! lullay! lytil chyld, I syng al be-forn, How xalt thou sufferin the scharp garlong of thorn ?

So ...
Lullay! lullay! lytil chyld, qwy wepy thou so sore ?
And art thou bothin God and man? quat woldyst
thou be more?

So ...
Blyssid be the armys the chyld bar abowte !
And also the tetes the chyld on sowkyd !

So...

Blyssid be the moder! the chyld also !
With benedicamus Domino!

So blyssid be the tyme.

Mary moder, the frewit of the
For us was naylid on a tre,
In hevene is now his magesté,

fulget resurrexcio.

Mary moder, the thredde day
Up he ros, as I 30w say,
To helle he tok the rygte way,

motu fertur proprio.

Mary moder, after thin sone
Up thou steyist with hym to wone,
The aungele wern glad quan thou were come,

in celi palacio.

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Us for to savyn that al was for-lorn,

So blyssid be the tyme!

The fader of hevene his owyn sone he sent, His kyngdam for to cleymyn,

So blyssid be the tyme !

Al in a clene maydyn our Lord was
Us for to savyn with al hin mo

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Us for to savyn that al was fraiul.

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