1. Be mery all þat be present,
Omnes de Saba venient.
1
Owt of þe est a sterre shon bright
For to shew thre kyngis light,
Which had ferre traveled day & nyght
To seke þat lord þat all hath sent.
2
Therof hard kyng Herode anon,
Þat III kyngis shuld cum thorow his regyon,
To seke a child that pere had non,
And after them sone he sent.
3
Kyng Herode cried to them on hye:
“Ye go to seke a child truly;
Go forth & cum agayn me by,
& tell me wher þat he is lent.”
4
Forth they went by þe sterres leme,
Till they com to mery Bethelem;
Ther they fond þat swet barn-teme
That sith for vs his blode hath spent.
5
Balthasar kneled first a down
& said: “Hayll, Kyng, most of renown,
And of all kyngis þou berist þe crown,
Therfor with gold I the present.”
6
Melchior kneled down in þat stede
& said: “Hayll, Lord, in thy pryesthede,
Receyve ensence to thy manhede,
I brynge it with a good entent.”
7
Jasper kneled down in þat stede
& said: “Hayll, Lord, in thy knyghthede,
I offer the myrre to thy godhede,
For thou art he þat all hath sent.”
8
Now lordis & ladys in riche aray,
Lyfte vp your hartis vpon this day,
& ever to God lett vs pray,
That on the rode was rent.
Explicit.
Est tuus, Anna, pater Izacar,
Nasaphat tua mater.
