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 # The Golden Tyme Ys Nowe At Hande The golden tyme ys nowe at hande, The daye of joye from heaven doth springe, Salvacyone over-flowes the lande, Wherefore all faithfull thus may singe, Glorye to God most hie! And peace on the earth continuallye! And unto men rejoysinge! The birthe of Christ who lyst to here, To this oure songe lett them gyve eare, Which showes the same most playnlye: The angell Gabriell from above Was sent by God to breake his love Unto the virgin Marye; Who saide, "haile! Marye, full of graicce, Blessed art thow of womans rayce! The lorde ys with the sertainly, As he haith sent the worde by me." When she harde this, she was affrayed, And cast in her mynde what he hadde saide; The angell saide, "feare not, Marye, The Sonne of God dothe dwell with the. Lo! in thie wombe thou shalt conceyve, And beare a sonne whosse name shall have The gloryous name of Jesus; He shalbe greate in majestie, And calde the sonne of God most hee, Who still shall dwell emongst hus. The Lorde for hym shall well provide The seate of his father Davyde; And he shall reigne for evermore, A safegarde styll unto the poore, Whosse kingdome sure shall have no ende, But styll in joyes the tyme to spende." The virgin saide to thangell than, "Howe shall this be? I knowe no man." The angell annswered and saide, "The holye gost, be not affraide, From heaven shall come upon the; And by the graicce of God most hie, Powre shall over-shadowe the, I tell the truthe, beleve me. And also thie cosen Elizabethe So in lykewisse concyved haithe, Thus God canne make the barren tre To budde with frute most pleasauntlye." Then Mary said, with one accorde, "Behould the hande-mayde of the Lorde! The will of God be done in me, As yt shall pleasse his majestie!" When fortye wekes were commed and gonne, In Bethleem this our Lorde was borne, As Esaye he did prophesye; The shepherdes keping sheepe by night, The Lorde did compasse them with light, His angell walking harde bye. The shepherdes then were soore dismaide, The angell saide, "be not affraide, I bring you tidings of such joye As Sathans force canne not destroye. For whye? to you ys borne this day The savioure of the world, I saye: This ys the signe where you shall see A swodled child in maunger lye." The shepherdes stright to Bethleem wente, As they by thangell than were sent, Where Josephe was with Marye; And as the angell to them saide, They founde the child in maunger layde, Whom they dyd worshipp trulye; And sprede abrode what they did see, As thangell tould them certainlye, Rejoysing greatly at the same, And praisinge Godes most holye name, For sending downe his only sonne For our salvacyone to be bourne; Which was as now this Christenmas, Rejoyce therefor, bothe more and lesse. 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 #