The first noël, the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep In a cold winter's night that was so deep
Noël, noël, noël, noël Born is the king of israël
And they offered there with deep reverence Their gold and myrrh and frankincense And there they all sang with one accord Their glorious praises to out heavenly lord
Noël, noël, noël, noël Born is the king of israël
And by the light of a shining star Three wise men came from country far And the wise men three then stopped and stayed At the holy place where the sweet jesus lay
Printer Friendly Version
