Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # God Sent His Aungell Gabriell 1. God sent his Aungell Gabriell To Nazareth the chefe cite Of Galile, as Luke will telle, To Marie mylde and mayden fre. 2. The which was wedded to a man Of David hows, that Joseph hight; To her the Aungell entrid than And seyde unto that mayden bryght, 3. Hayl, full of grace, the Lord of all He is with thee, blessyd mote thou be Among all wymen grete and small; Thus salwed he that Lady fre. 4. When sche this herde sche was affrayede, And thought with in hir hert wytly Of this worde howe it was sayde; And than to her he seyde in highe, 5. Drede nought, Marye, for thou hast founde The grace of God in mekenesse trewe; Thou schalt conseyve and bere a sone, And thou schalt clepe his name J•u. 6. He schal be grete by godly myght, And cleped hys sone that is most hee; He schal hym gyve by mothir ryght The sete of David hys fathir free. 7. In Jacob hows he schal be kyng, And of hys rewme schal be noon ende; Then askyd Marye of this thing, How it schulde be sche wolde be kende, 8. For man I purpose nevo to knowe; Than seyde the Aungell from above The Holy Gost schal come and schowe To thee in the strengthe of love, 9. And umbischadwe thee with light And votue grete of hys godhede; T•fore that holy thing of myght That schal be born of thee in dede 10. Schal be Goddis sone, and so be called, And so Elizabeth thi awnte Sche hath conseyved, though sche be olde, A sone, suche grace God hath hir graunte. 11. And now the Sixte moneth is this To hir that passed in childe berynge, To God unmyghty no thing is, At hym be may no failing thinge. 12. Than spak the mother of pyte, Lo the Lordys handmayde I am Afto thi woorde be do to me; And at that poynt God bycome man. 13. Than roos that blissyd mayde Marye, And gede up to the hillys with hasty breeth Unto the hows of Zakarye, And salewed ther Elizabeth. 14. And whan Elizabeth dide her The gretyng of that lady swete, Hir childe Seynt John glad cher than made With inne hir wombe there as sche sete. 15. And than, fulfilled of the holy Goost, Elizabeth bigan to crye Blessed the art of wymen moost So is the fruyt of thi bodye. 16. And how is this, that thus to me Cometh the mothir of my Lord, To make my childe so welcome thee As voys doth voys in gode acorde? 17. And blessyd be thou in feith so trewe, For what is seyde from God to thee, By pphets alle both olde and newe Now is fulfilled, blessyd mote the be. 18. Than spak Mary, Goddis mothir dere, Moche magnifieth my Sowle my Lord, And so my spirit hath schewed glad cher In God my helpe with ful acorde. 19. This graciouse cowpil of foure in fere, Of Crist J•u and Marye mylde, Elizabeth and her sone dere Seynt John Baptist, fro schame us schilde. Amen. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #