Would'st Thou Magnify The Story Lyrics

Would'st thou magnify the story
Of the Babe, the King of glory?
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Stand and hearken, good my brother,
To the song of Jesu's mother,
Nigh the cradle of her Son:
"Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Sleep and slumber;
Sleep, sleep Jesu, darling mine.

2. "Sleep my Bridegroom, Son, nay rather
Son of God th'eternal Father:
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
See, Thy cradle I have made Thee,
On Thy pillow gently laid Thee--
Sleep, Thou beautifullest Child.
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! sleep and slumber;
Sleep, my Saviour and my Babe.

3. "Sleep, thou best of dowries golden;
Sleep, Thou Pearl of price untolden:
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Sleep, my Solace, passing metre,
Than the milk and honey sweeter:
Sleep, of hearts Thou noble Guest.
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! Eya! Eya!
Eya! Eya! sleep and slumber;
Sleep, Thou matchless Lily-flower."