Refrain: Nowel! (6x) Owt of your slepe aryse and wake, For God mankynd nowe hath ytake, Al of a maide without eny make; Of al women she bereth the belle. Refrain. And thirwe a maide faire and wys, Now man is made of ful grete pris; Now angelys knelen to mannys servys, And at this tyme al this byfel. Refrain. Now man is bryghter than the sonne; Now man in heven an hye shal wone; Blssyd be God this game is begonne, And his moder empresse of helle. Refrain. That ever was thralle, now ys he fre; That ever was smalle, now grete is she; Now shal God deme bothe the and me Unto his blysse yf we do wel. Refrain. Now man may to heven wende; Now heven and erthe to hym they bende; He that was foo now is oure frende; This is no nay that Y yowe telle. Refrain. Now blessyd brother, graunte us grace A domesday to se thy face. And in thy courte to have a place, That we mow there synge 'Nowel'. Refrain.