Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling

I saw a fair maiden, sitting and sing
She lulled a little child a sweet lording:
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling

That very lord is He that made all things
Of all lords He is Lord (and) King of all king
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling

There was mickle melody at that Child's birth
All that were in heaven's bliss, they made mickle mirth
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, minе Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dеar darling

Angels bright they sang that night and saiden to that Child
"Blessed be Thou, and so be she that is both meek and mild."
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling

Pray we now to that Child, and to His mother dear
Grant them His blessing that now maken cheer
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling