The Borys Hede That We Bryng Here Lyrics

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell,
Tydynges gode y thyngke to telle.

The borys hede, that we bryng here,
Betokeneth a prince withowte pere,
Ys borne this day to bye us dere,

nowell.

A bore ys a soverayn beste,
And acceptable in every feste;
So mote thys lord be to moste and leste,

nowell.

This borys hede we bryng with song,
In worchyp of hym that hus sprang
Of a virgine, to redresse alle wrong;

nowell.

Editor's Note: See notes in The Borys Hede That We Bryng Here.