Refrain
  Tidinges, tidinges that be true,
  Sorowe is paste and joye dothe renue.

[Qwereas]2 Adam caused be sinne
Oure nature thus to be mortall,
A maiden sone dothe nowe begin
For to repaire us from that fall.
And that is true;
The name of him is Criste Jesu.

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Sume of oure kinde hathe hadd [such]3 grase
That sin his birthe they did him se
Bothe sonne and mother fase to fase
In the chefe cite calde Jure.
And that is true;
Bothe kinges and schepardes they it knue.

(Refrain)

The prophettes thereof ware nothing dismaide,
Of that tidinges before that they hadde tolde;
For nowe it is full righte as they saide,
A clene maide hathe borne a king [in folde]1.
And that is true;
For he is borne to ware the purpull hue.