The first nowell the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields where they lay
In fields where they lay
Keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night
That was so deep
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell
Born is the King of Israel
They lookèd up and saw a star
Shining in the east beyond them far
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell
Born is the King of Israel
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell
Born is the King of Israel"