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From far away we come to you
The snow in the street and the wind on the door
To tell of great tidings, strange and true
Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor
Stand forth on the floor
News of a fair and a marvelous thing,
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell we sing
News of a fair and a marvelous thing,
Nowell, Nowell, Nowell we sing.
And as we wandered far and wide
What do you think there should us betide?
Under a branch when the night was deep
There lay three shepherds tending their sheep:
Oh ye shepherds, what did you see
To make you so full of joy and glee?
In oxen stall this night we saw
A babe in a manger, laid on straw:
And a marvelous song we straight heard then
Of peace on earth, good will toward men:
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