The first Noel

The angel did say

Was to certain poor shepherds

In fields as they lay

In fields they lay

Keeping their sheep

On a cold winter night

Was so deep

Noel, Noel

Noel, Noel

Born is the King of Israel

They looked up and

They saw a star

Shining in the east

Beyond them far

And to the earth

It gave a great light

And so it continued

Both day and night

Noel, Noel

Noel, Noel

Born is the King of Israel

Then let us all

′With' one accord

Sing praises to

Our Heavenly Lord

Who has made Heaven

And earth of nought

And with his blood

Mankind hath bought

Sing praise

Noel, Noel

Noel, Noel

Born is the King of Israel

Born is the King, and

Born is the King, and

Born is the King of Israel