Mary Moder, Meke And Mylde Lyrics

Nowell el el el el el el el el el el,
Mary was gret with Gabriel

Mary moder, meke and mylde,
Fro schame and synne that oe us schyllde,
For gret on grownd oe gon with childe,
Gabriel nuncio

Mary moder, be not a-dred,
Jhesu is in oour body bred,
And of oour bryst he wil be fed,
cum pudoris lilio

Mary, moder, the frewit of the
For us was naylid on a tre,
In hevene is now his mageste,
fulget resurrexcio

Mary moder, the thredde day
Up he ros, as I oow say,
To helle he tok the ryote way,
motu fertur proprio.

Mary moder, after thin sone
Up thou steyist with hymn to wone,
The aungele wern glad quad thou were come,
in celi palacio.