Classic Poem

All you that are to mirth Inclin'd
consider well and bare in mind
What our Good God hath for us don
in sending his beloved sonne
for to redeeme our sowles from thrall
who is the saviour of us all.

Let all your songs and praises bee
Unto his heavenly majestie
And evermore amongst your mirth
remember christ our saviours birth

The twenty fift Day of December
Good cause have we for to remember
In bethlem upon that morne
there was our blest messias borne

That night before the happie tyde
the spotlesse virgin and her guide
Went long time seeking up and downe
to find their lodging in the towne

But marke how all things came to passe
the Inns and lodgings so fild was
that they could have no roome at all
but in a sillie oxes stall

That night the virgin mary milde
Was safe delivered of a childe
According unto heavens Decree
mans sweete salvation for to bee

Neere bethlem then did sheepheards keepe
Their heards and flocks of feeding sheepe
to them Gods angells did appeare
which put the sheepheards in great feare

Prepare and goe the Angells sayd
to bethlehem bee not affraid
theire shall you find this bleassed morne
the princly babe sweete Jesus borne

With thankfull harts and Joyfull minds
the sheepheards went this babe to find
And as the heavenly angells told
they did our saviour Christ behold

all in a manger was he layd
the virgin mary by him stay'd
attending on the lord of life
being both mother, maide, and wife

Three easterne wisemen from a farre
Directed by a gloryous starre
came bodily and made no stay
untill they came where Jesus lay

And being come into that place
Where as our blest messias was
they humbly layd before his feete
their gifts of gold and odoures sweet

No costly robes nor rich attire
did Jesus christ our Lord Desire
no musicke nor sweete harmony
till glorious angells from on high
did in a melodious maner sing
praises unto our heavenly king

All honour glory might and power
be unto christ for evermore
he raised lazarus from his grave
and to the sicke thir health he gave

he gave the blind their perfect sight
and made the lame to goe upright
he cur'd the leperous of their evills
And by his power cast out divills
And to redeeme our soules from thrall
became a saviour to us all.