Coventry Carol

Lullay, thou little tiny Child, 
By-bye lully, lullay. 
Lullay, thou little tiny Child, 
By-bye lully, lullay. 

O sisters too, how may we do 
For to preserve this day, 
This poor Youngling for whom we sing 
By-bye lully, lullay. 

Herod the King, in his raging, 
Charged he hath this day; 
His men of might, in his own sight, 
All children young, to slay. 

Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee, 
And ever mourn and say; 
For Thy parting nor say nor sing, 
By-bye lully, lullay