Corpus Christi Carol

He bare hym up he bare him down

He bare hym into an orchard brown

In that orchard ther was an hall

That was hanged with purpill and pall

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away

And in that hall ther was a bede

Hit was hangid with gold so rede

And yn that bed ther lythe a knyght

His wowndes bledyng day and nyght

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away

By that bedes side ther kneleth a may

And she wepeth both nyght and day

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away

Lulley lulley lully lulley

The fawcon hath born my mak away