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“The opposite of poverty is not wealth; the opposite of poverty is justice."--Bryan Stevenson

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Masters in this hall

Masters in this hall, hear ye news today.
Brought from over the sea and ever I you pray.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

 Going o'er the hills, through the milk-white snow,
 Heard I ewes bleat, while the wind did blow.

 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

 Then to Bethlem town, we went two and two,
And in a sorry place, heard the oxen low.

 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

 Therein did we see, a sweet and goodly may
 And a fair old man, upon the straw she lay.

 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

 And a little child, on her arm had she,
 "Wot ye who this is?" said the hinds to me.

 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

 This is Christ the Lord, masters be ye glad!
 Christmas is come in, and no folk should be sad.

 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
 Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God's Son so dear!
 Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
 God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.



3 Comments:

Blogger The Thought Criminal said...

"God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud."

For me the most persuasive argument for the existence of the Jewish-Christian God that there is. More persuasive than any abstraction outside of direct, human experience of justice and equality.

9:21 AM  
Anonymous JCF said...

Heh, I just sang this for Lessons & Carols recently! (Not as many verses though)

4:42 AM  
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