Torches

Torches, torches, run with torches
All the way to Bethlehem!
Christ is born and now lies sleeping:
Come and sing your song to him!

 

 

Torches, torches, run with torches
All the way to Bethlehem!
Christ is born and now lies sleeping:
Come and sing your song to him!

 

 

Ah, roro, roro, my baby,
Ah, roro, my love, roro;
Sleep you well, my heart’s own darling,
While we sing you our roro.

 

 

Sing, my friends, and make you merry,
Joy and mirth and joy again;
Lo! he lives, the King of Heaven,
Now and evermore. Amen

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