What child is this who laid to rest on Mary's lap he's sleeping
Whom angels greet with anthem sweet
While shepherds watch her heart keeping
Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay
The little lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The first Noel
The angels did say
Was too curtain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay keeping my sheep all day
On a cold winter's night it was so very bleak
Noel, noel, noel, noel
Born is the king of Israel
Born is the king of Israel
Born is the king of Israel
