This carol, although written in the 1500s, became popular recently. It’s an enchanting mixture of the Song of Songs and the Christmas story.

Tomorrow shall be my dancing day,
I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
To call my true love to my dance:
           Sing, O my love, my love,
           This have I done for my true love.

Then was I born of a Virgin pure,
Of her I took fleshly substance;
Thus was I knit to man’s nature,
To call my true love to my dance:
          Sing, O my love, my love,
          This have I done for my true love.

In a manger laid and wrapped I was,
So very poor, this was my chance,
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass,
To call my true love to my dance:
          Sing, O my love, my love,
          This have I done for my true love.

Then afterwards baptized I was;
The Holy Ghost on me did glance,
My Father’s voice heard from above,
To call my true love to my dance:
          Sing, O my love, my love,
          This have I done for my true love.

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