| The first Nowell the angels did sayWas to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
 In fields where they lay fast asleep
 On a cold winter's night that was so deep
 
 Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel,
 Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel.
 
 They looked up and saw a star
 Shining in the east beyond them far
 To the earth it gave great light
 And so it did continue both day and night
 
 And by the light of that same star
 Three wise men came from country far
 To seek for a King was their intent
 And to follow the star wherever it went
 
 This star drew nigh to the north-west
 Over Bethlehem it took its rest
 And there it did both stop and stay
 Right over the place where Jesus lay
 
 Then entered in those wise men three
 Full reverently upon their knee
 And offered there in his presence
 Their gold and myrrh and frankincense
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