Music of the Season – The First Noel

Greetings Dear Reader,

I think I must first begin my comments on this hymn with an apology.  A friend really loves this song and I used to always make a joke about it.  Though harmless it had an adverse impact on my friend.  I hope that she has forgiven me my insensitivity.

I have learned to appreciate its simplicity over the years and I truly will not again make the joke.  As I sit here enjoying a writing day whilst the blizzard billows outside I find myself hoping that I will be both more simple in my enjoyment of Christ and more sensitive to the needs of others.

The First Noel - Unknown

The first Noel the angel did say

Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay:

In fields where they lay a keeping their sheep

On a cold winter's night that was so deep.

Noel Noel Noel Noel

Born is the King of Israel.

They looked up and saw a star

Shining in the east beyond them far:

And to the earth it gave great light

And so it continued both day and night.

Noel Noel Noel Noel

Born is the King of Israel.

And by the light of that same star

Three wise men came from the country far;

To seek for a King was their intent,

And to follow the star wherever it went.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,

Born is the King of Israel.

This star drew nigh to the north-west;

O'er Bethlehem it took it's rest,

And there it did both stop and stay,

Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,

Born is the King of Israel.

Then entered in those wise men three,

Fell reverently upon their knee,

And offered there in his presence

Their gold and myrrh and frankincense.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,

Born is the kind of Israel.

Then let us all with one accord

Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,

That hath made heaven and earth of naught,

And with his blood mankind has bought.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,

Born is the King of Israel.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn

Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store."