47. [The fleur de lys, Christ.]
Synge we alle, for tyme it is:
Mary hath born þe flowre delice.
1
For his love þat bowght vs all dere,
Lystyn, lordyngis, that ben here,
& I will tell you in fere,
Wher-of com þe flowr delyce.
Syng we [alle, for tyme it is:
Mary hath born þe flowre delice.]
2
On Cristmas nyght, whan it was cold,
Owr lady lay amonge bestis bolde,
& ther she bare Jhesu, Josepff tolde,
& ther-of com the flowr delice.
Syng [we alle, for tyme it is:
Mary hath born þe flowre delice.]
3
Off þat berith witnesse seynt John,
That it was of myche renown;
Baptized he was in flom Jordan,
& ther-of cam the flowr delice.
Syng [we alle, for tyme it is:
Mary hath born þe flowre delice.]
4
On Good Fryday þat child was slayn,
Betyn with skorges & all to-flayn;
That day he suffred myche payn;
& ther-of com the flowr delice.
Syng [we alle, for tyme it is:
Mary hath born þe flowre delice.]
Explicit.
