Balulalow 
Oh my dear heart young Jesus sweet 
Prepare thy cradle in my spirit 
And I shall rock thee to my heart 
And never more from thee depart 
And I shall praise thee ever more 
With songes sweet unto thy glore 
The knees of my heart shall I bow shall I bow 
And sing that right balulalow 
And sing balulalow 
And sing that right balulalow