The Shepherds' Offerings Second Shepherd. Now, hail be thou, child, and thy dame! For in a poor lodging here art thou laid, So the angel said and told us thy name; Hold, take thou here my hat on thy head! And now of one thing thou art well sped, For weather thou hast no need to complain, For wind, ne sun, hail, snow, and rain. Third Shepherd. Hail be thou, Lord over water and lands! For thy coming all we may make mirth. Have here my mittens to put on thy hands, Other Treasure have I none to present thee with. Mary. Now, herdmen hend, For your coming To my child shall I pray, As he is heaven king To grant you his blessing And to his bliss that ye may wend Here the Shepherds sing: As I out rode this enderes' night Of three jolly shepherds I saw a sight, So merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow. 1 Last. 9. The Shepherds' Offerings Down from heaven, from heaven so high, So merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow. CAN I NOT SING BUT HOY! AN I not sing but Hoy! When the jolly shepherd made so much joy ! The shepherd upon a hill he sat, For in his pipe he made so much joy. The shepherd upon a hill was laid, Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy! Can I not sing but Hoy! The shepherd on a hill he stood, Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy! Now farewell Mall, and also Will, For my love go ye all still, Unto I come again you till, And ever more Will ring well thy bell. For in his pipe he made so much joy! Now must I go there Christ was born, Ut hoy! my For in his pipe he made so much joy! When Wat to Bethlehem come was, He sweat, he had gone faster than a pace. Between an ox and an ass. Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy! horn! Can I not sing but Hoy! The shepherd said anon right: I 'I will go see yon ferly 1 sight, Where as the angel singeth on-height, For in his pipe he made so much joy! 'Jesus, I offer to thee here my pipe, Ut hoy! For in his pipe he made so much joy! 'Now farewell, mine own herds-man Wat!' And farewell, Joseph, with thy round cap!' For in his pipe he made so much joy! 'Now may I well both hop and sing, For in his pipe he made so much joy! 10. WHEN CHRIST WAS BORN OF MARY FREE W HEN Christ was born of Mary free Angels sang there with mirth and glee, Herdmen beheld these angels bright, And said, God's son is born this night.' The King is comen to save kind, As in scripturës we find, Therefore this song have we in mind, Bin quo Salvator natus est. E we merry in this feast, In Bethlehem that noble place, Of the Virgin Mary full of grace, Be we merry, &c. |