Now blessed be Thou, Christ Jesu;
Thou art man borne, this is true;
the aungels made a mery noyse,
yet have we more cause to rejoyse.
Kirieleyson.
The blessed Sonne of God onely
in a crybbe full poore dyd lye;
with oure poore flesh and oure poore bloude
was clothed that everlastynge good.
Kirieleyson.
He that made heaven and earth of nought
in oure flesh hath oure health brought;
for oure sake made He hymselfe full small,
that reigneth Lorde and Kynge over all.
Kirieleyson.
The Lorde Christ Jesu, God's Sonne deare,
was a gest and a straunger here;
us for to brynge from mysery,
that we might lyve eternally.
Kirieleyson.
Eternall lyght doth now appeare
to the worlde both farre and neare;
it shyneth full cleare even at mydnyght,
makyng us chyldren of His lyght.
Kirieleyson.
Into this worlde ryght poore came He,
to make us ryche in myrcye;
therefore wolde He oure synnes forgeve,
that we with Hym in heaven myght lyve.
Kirieleyson.
All this dyd He for us frely,
for to declare His great mercy;
all Christendome be mery therefore,
and geve Hym thankes evermore.
Kirieleyson.