As Joseph was a-walking
He heard an Angel sing:
"This night shall be the birth time
Our gracious Heavenly King;He neither shall be born
In housen nor in hall,
Nor in the place of Paradise,
But in an ox's stall."Allelujah!
"He neither shall be clothed
In purple nor in pall;
But all in fair white linen
As wear sweet babies all.He neither shall be rockedIn silver nor in gold;
But in a wooden cradle
That rocks upon the mould."He neither shall be christen's
In white wine nor in red;
But with the fair spring water
With which we were christ'ned."
As Joseph was a-walking
He heard an Angel sing:
"This night shall be the birth time
Our gracious Heavenly King;Allelujah!