Richard R. Terry - Joseph and the angel - текст песни (слова)

As Joseph was a-walking He heard an angel sing,
 This night shall be born Our heavenly King.
 He neither shall be born
 In housen nor in hall,
 Nor in the place of Paradise,
 But in an ox's stall.
 Noel, Noel.
 
 As Joseph was a-walking He heard an angel sing,
 This night shall be born Our heavenly King.
 He neither shall be clothéd
 In purple or in pall,
 But all in fair linen
 As wear babies all.
 Noel, Noel.
 
 As Joseph was a-walking He heard an angel sing,
 This night shall be born Our heavenly King.
 He neither shall be rocked
 In silver nor in gold,
 But in a wooden cradle
 That rocks on the mould.
 Noel, Noel.
 
 As Joseph was a-walking He heard an angel sing,
 This night shall be born Our heavenly King.
 He neither shall be christenéd
 In white wine nor in red,
 But in the fair spring water
 As we were christenéd.
 Noel, Noel.