Lyrics - Balulalow by Loreena Mccennitt

Traditional
Scottish
I come from hevin which to tell
The best nowells that e'er befell
To you thir tythings trew
I bring
And
I will of them say and sing.
This day to you is born ane child
Of
Marie meik and
Virgin mild
That bliss it bairn bening and kind
Sall you rejoyce baith hart and mind.
Lat us rejoyis and be blyth
And with the
Hyrdis go full swyth
And see what
God of his grace hes done
Throu
Christ to bring us to his throne
My saull and life stand up and see
Wha lyis in ane cribbe of tree.
What
Babe is that, sa gude and fair
It is
Christ,
God's
Son and
Air.
O my deir hart, yung
Jesus sweit
Prepair thy creddill in my spreit!
And
I sall rock thee in my hart
And never mair fra thee depart.
Bot
I sall praise thee evermoir
With sangis sweit unto thy gloir
The kneis of my hart sall
I bow
And sing that rycht
Balulalow.

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