Man, Be Glad In Hall And Bower Lyrics

1. In this time Christ hath us sent
His own Son in present,
To dwelle with us verament,
To be our help and succour.

2. In this time rose a star clear,
Over Bethlehem, as bright as fire,
In token that He had no peer,
Lord God, king and emperor.

3. In this time it is befall,
He that died for us all,
Born he was in ass's stall,
Of Mary, that sweet flower.

4. In this time came three kings,
They came fro far with riche things,
For to make their offerings,
On their knees with great honour.

5. In this time pray we
To Him that died on the Tree,
On us have mercy and pity,
And bring us all to His tower.