I saw a fair maiden, sitten and sing She lulléd her little child, a sweeté lording Lullay my liking, my dear son, my sweeting Lullay my dear heart, mine own dear darling That eternal lord is He that made allé the things Of allé lordés he is Lord of allé kingés King Lullay my liking, my dear son, my sweeting Lullay my dear heart, mine own dear darling There was mickle melody at the childés birth Although they were in heaven's bliss they madé mickle mirth Lullay my liking, my dear son, my sweeting Lullay my dear heart, mine own dear darling Angels bright they sang that night and saiden to the child "Blesséd be though and so be she that is both meek and mild." Lullay my liking, my dear son, my sweeting Lullay my dear heart, mine own dear darling