The First Noël

The first Noël, the angels did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.

They look-ed up and saw a star
Shining in the east, beyond them far;
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.

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.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.

This star drew nigh to the northwest;
Over Bethlehem it took its rest.
And there it did both stop and stay,
Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.

Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heav'nly Lord;
That hath made heav'n and earth of nought,
And with His blood mankind hath bought.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.

Noël, Noël, Noël, Noël;
Born is the King of Israel.