The Son of God (And Sooth I Say)
Natus est Dei Filius
(From a Narbonne Missal. A.D. 1528)
Source: G. R. Woodward, ed., The Hymns and Carols for Christmas-tide (London: H. Grice, 1897), Carol #28, p. 37.
The Son of God, (and sooth I'say)
The King of bliss is born today. Alleluya.
His glory simple herdmen see:
Not so with men of high degree. Alleluya.
In narrow cradle him behold,
Whom heaven itself can no-wise hold. Alleluya.
The star of Bethlehem shineth fiar:
Sweet fruit our Jesse-tree doth bear. Alleluya.
Came princes three from Eastern-land,
Gold, frankincense and myrrh in hand. Alleluya.
The legal knife, with pain full sore,
But eight days old, our Saviour bore. Alleluya.
Soon Mary to the temple went,
To God her first-born to present. Alleluya.
Old Symeon, embrace thy King,
Then Nunc dimittis sweetly sing. Alleluya.
In river Jordan, on a day,
He washed our stains of sin away. Alleluya.
At Cana first, by word divine,
Lo! Water reddened into wine. Alleluya.
Anon he made the dumb to talk,
The blind to see, the lame to walk. Alleluya.
let the Court of Christ the King Alle-Alleluya,
In glory Alleluya sing. Alleluya.
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