From Far Away

From far away we come to you

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

To tell of great tid­ings strange and true

Chorus

Minstrels and maids stand forth on the floor

Stand forth on the floor

From far away we come to you

To tell of great tid­ings strange and true

From far away we come to you

To tell of great tid­ings strange and true.

For as we wan­dered far and wide

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

What hap do you deem there should us be­tide?

Chorus

Under a bent when the night was deep

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

There lay three shep­herds tend­ing their sheep

Chorus

O ye shep­herds

what have ye seen?

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

To stay your sor­row and heal your teen?

Chorus

In an ox stall this night we saw

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

A Babe and a maid­en with­out a flaw:

Chorus

There was an old man there be­side

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

His hair was white

and his hood was wide

Chorus

And as we gazed this thing up­on

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

Those twain knelt down to the lit­tle One.

Chorus

And a mar­vel­ous song we straight did hear

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

That slew our sor­row and healed our care.

Chorus

News of a fair and mar­vel­ous thing

The snow in the street

and the wind on the door

Nowell! Now­ell! Now­ell! we sing.