1. I saw a sweet and seemly sight,
A blissful Burd, a Blossom bright:
A Maiden-Mother, meek and mild,
Had cradled Christ, her comely Child.
2. He softly slept: the sat and sling,
Mid mirth and mourning ever among,
'By-by, my bonnie Bairn, y-born
Full fain to free thy folk forlorn.'