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Loreena Mckennitt To Drive The Cold Winter Away

I come from hevin which to tell The best nowells that e'er befell To you thir tythings trew I bring And I will of them say and sing. This day to you

Let all that are to mirth inclined Consider well and bear in mind What our good God for us has done In sending his beloved Son For to redeem our souls

Health, love and peace be all here in this place By your leave we shall sing, concerning our King Our King is well-dressed in silks of the best In ribbons

Good people all, this Christmas-time Consider well and bear in mind What our good God for us has done In sending his beloved Son. With Mary holy we

we pass the wintry hours By keeping up a cheerful heart we hope for better days We tend the cattle, sow the seed, give work unto the ploughers With patience wait till winter