Intro
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
Verse 1
O sisters, too, how may we do
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing
By, by, lully, lullay
Verse 2
Herod the King, in his raging
Charged he hath this day
His men of might, in his own sight
All children young, to slay
Verse 3
Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee
And ever morn and day
For Thy parting, nor say nor sing
By, by, lully, lullay