The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of seven,
To see her own Son Jesus
To wear the crown of Heaven;
To wear the crown of Heaven, good man, &c.
VIII
The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of eight,
To see our blessèd Saviour
Turn darkness into light;
Turn darkness into light, good man, &c.
IX
The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of nine,
To see our blessèd Saviour
Turn water into wine;
Turn water into wine, good man, &c.
X
The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of ten,
To see our blessèd Saviour
To write without a pen;
To write without a pen, good man, &c.
XI
The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of eleven,
To see our blessèd Saviour
To show the gates of Heaven;
To show the gates of Heaven, good man, &c.
XII
The next good joy our Mary had,
It was the joy of twelve,
To see our blessèd Saviour
Shut close the gates of hell;
Shut close the gates of hell, good man,
And blessèd may he be,
Both Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
To all eternity.
_106. The Angel Gabriel_
I
The Angel Gabriel from God
Was sent to Galilee,
Unto a Virgin fair and free,
Whose name was called Mary:
And when the Angel thither came,
He fell down on his knee,
And looking up in the Virgin’s face,
He said, ‘All hail, Mary!’
Then, sing we all, both great and small,
Noël, Noël, Noël;
We may rejoice to hear the voice
Of the Angel Gabriel.
II
Mary anon looked him upon,
And said, ‘Sir, what are ye?
I marvel much at these tidings
Which thou hast brought to me.
Married I am unto an old man,
As the lot fell unto me;
Therefore, I pray, depart away,
For I stand in doubt of thee.’
Then, sing, &c.
III
‘Mary,’ he said, ‘be not afraid,
But do believe in me:
The power of the Holy Ghost
Shall overshadow thee;
Thou shalt conceive without any grief,
As the Lord told unto me;
God’s own dear Son from Heaven shall come
And shall be born of thee.’
Then, sing, &c.
IV
This came to pass as God’s will was,
Even as the Angel told.
About midnight an Angel bright
Came to the Shepherds’ fold,
And told them then both where and when
Born was the child, our Lord,
And all along this was their song,
‘All glory be given to God.’
Then, sing, &c.
V
Good people all, both great and small,
The which do hear my voice,
With one accord let’s praise the Lord,
And in our hearts rejoice;
Like sister and brother, let’s love one another
Whilst we our lives do spend,
Whilst we have space let’s pray for grace,
And so let my Carol end.
Then, sing, &c.
_107. The Three Kings_
I
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