The first Noel, the angel did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as
they lay
In fields where they lay 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.
This star drew night to the northwest,
O'er Bethlehem it took its 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.