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 rocked In 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!
