Masters in This Hall

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell.

Masters in this hall, hear ye news today.
Brought from over the sea and ever I you pray.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!
Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God’s Son so dear!
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

Then to Bethlehem town we went two by two,

and in a sorry place we heard the oxen low.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!

Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God’s Son so dear!
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell 

Ox and ass him know kneeling on their knee,

Oh wondrous joy had I this little babe to see.
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!

Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God’s Son so dear!

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we clear!

Holpen are all folk on Earth, born is God’s Son so dear!
Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell sing we loud!
God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

This is Christ the Lord, O masters be ye glad!

Christmas is come in, and no folk should be sad.

Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell

Masters in this hall, hear ye news today

Nowell nowell nowell sing we clear nowell nowell nowell

God today hath poor folk raised and cast a-down the proud.

Nowell

I’ll let this one stand for itself — except to say that it is another favorite of mine.  And that I’ve sung all four parts in performance at one time or another.  In this audio I am alto, and the recording doesn’t start at the beginning.