14. Now syng we wyth joy and blys:
Puer natus est nobis.
1
Mary, flowr of flowers all,
Hath born a chyld in an ox stall,
That lorde & prynce ys ouer vs all:
Puer natus est nobis.
2
He was born on owre Lady
With owt weme of her body,
Godys own son truly,
Puer natus est nobis.
3
By an apull of a tre
Bownd men all made were we,
That child was born to make vs fre;
Puer natus est nobis.
4
That chyld was don on the rode
Wyth hys flesshe & with hys blod,
For owr helpe & for owr gud;
Puer natus est nobis.
5
The IIIde day he rose & to hevyn went,
Wytt & wysedom he vs sent,
For to kepe his cumaundment;
Puer natus est nobis.
6
He shall cum down at domys day
With blody wovndis, I you say,
As he dyed on Gud Fryday;
Puer natus est nobis.
7
Now pray we to that hevyn kyng
To send vs all his dere blessyng,
Shryft & hosyll at owr endyng:
Puer natus est nobis.
Explicit.