This endris night I saw a sight,
A star bright as day;
And ever amoung, a maiden sung:
"Lullay, by by lullay".
This lovely lady sat and sung,
And to her child did say:
"My son, my brother, father dear,
Why liest thou thus in hay?"
The child then spake in his talking,
And to his mother said,
"Yea, I am known as Heaven's king
In crib though I be laid
"For angels bright down to me alight:
Thou knowest 'tis [true to say];
And for that sight thou may'st delight
And sing 'By by lullay'."
"Yet, sweet son, since thou art a king,
Why are thou laid in stall?
Why dost not order thy bedding
In some great kinges hall?
"Methinks 'tis right that king or knight
Should lie in good array;
And them amoung it be not wrong
To sing 'By by lullay'."
"Mary Mother, I am child
Though I be laid in stall;
For lords and dukes shall worship me
And so shall kinges all.
"So in they arm thou hold me warm,
And keep me night and day;
And if I weep and may no sleep
Then sing 'By by lullay'."
