A Babe Is Born To Bliss Us Bring Lyrics

Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis

1. A Babe is born, to bliss us bring.
I heard a maid lullay and sing;
She said: "Dear Son, leave Thy weeping,
Thy Father is the King of bliss."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

2. "Lullay," she said, and sang also,
"Mine own dear Son, why art Thou woe?
Have I not done as I should do?
Thy grievance, tell me what it is."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

3. "Nay, mother, for thee weep I nought,
But for the woe that shall be wrought
To me, ere I mankind have bought.
Was never sorry like it, ywis."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

4. "Peace, dear Son, tell me not so,
Thou art my child, I have no mo;
Should I see men my own son slo1?
Alas, my dear Son, what meaneth this?"
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

5. "My hands, mother, that ye may see,
Shall be nailed unto a tree;
My feet all so fast shall be;
Men shall weep that shall see this."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

6. "Ah, dear Son! hard is my hap,
To see my child that sucked my pap,
His hands, His feet, that I did wrap,
Be so nailed, that never did amis."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

7. "Ah, dear mother!, yet shall a spear
My heart in sunder all to-tear;
No wonder, if I careful were,
And weep full sore to think on this."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

8. "Ah, dear Son, shall I see this?
Thou art my child, and I thy mother, ywis,
When Gabriel called me 'full of grace,'
He told me nothing of this."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

9. "Ah, dear mother! through mine hair
To thrust in thorns they will not spare;
Alas, mother! I am full of care,
That ye shall see this heaviness."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

10. "Ah, dear Son, leave thy weeping!
Thou bringest my heart in great mourning;
A careful song now may I sing;
This tidings, hard to me it is."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!

11. "Ah! peace, dear mother, I thee pray,
Comfort me all that ye may,
And sing, 'by-by, lullay, lullay,'
To pur away all heaviness."
Now sing we with angelis:
Gloria in excelsis!