The First Noel

And the angels did say, Was to set and push their bones in filters, they rang. In fields where they gave in their dream, On a cold winter's night that was so deep. The well, the well, the well, the well, the well, the well.

One is pregnant in the morning prayer. They know, get up and saw us the shining in the east, We are on them far and through the earth We gave great light and saw it continue Of day and night, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere God is the King of his reign.

Then let us all, with one our core, sing praises to our everymore, Who ever made them, and I long longed, And with his love, and I longed, and longed, The way, the way, the way, the way, the way, the way.

All is perfect, all is perfect All is perfect