so puir,
That on the hay and stray will lie,
Among the asses, oxen, and kye?

O, my dear heart, young Jesus sweet,
Prepare Thy cradle in my spreit,
And I sall rock Thee in my heart,
And never mair from Thee depart

But I sall praise Thee ever moir,
With sangis sweet unto Thy gloir;
The knees of my heart sall I bow,
And sing that richt Balulalow."{30}

[30]

"Now blessed be Thou, Christ Jesu,
Thou art man born, this is true;
The angels made a merry noise,
Yet have we more cause to rejoice,
_Kirieleyson_.

The blessed Son of God only,
In a crib full poor did lie,
With our poor flesh and our poor blood,
Was clothed that everlasting Good.
_Kirieleyson._

He that made heaven and earth of nought,
In our flesh hath our health brought,
For our sake made He Himself full small,
That reigneth Lord and King over all.
_Kirieleyson._"{32}

[31]

"All my heart this night rejoices,
As I hear,
Far and near,
Sweetest angel voices;
'Christ is born,' their choirs are singing,
Till the air
Everywhere
Now with joy is ringing.

Hark! a voice from yonder manger,
Soft and sweet,
Doth entreat,
'Flee from woe and danger;
Brethren, come, from all doth grieve you
You are freed,
All you need
I will surely give you.'

Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee!
Keep Thou me
Close to Thee,
Call me not behind Thee!
Life of life, my heart Thou stillest,
Calm I rest
On Thy breast,
All this void Thou fillest."{34}

[32]

"Triumph, ye heavens! rejoice ye with high adoration!
Sing to the Lord, to the Saviour, in glad exultation!
Angels, give ear!
God unto man hath drawn near,
Bringing to lost ones salvation.

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King of the Glory! what grace in Thy humiliation!
Thou wert a child! who of old wert the Lord o