A Ceremony of Carols, Op. 28: III. There is no rose

There is no rose of such vertu

As is the rose that bare Jesu

Alleluia, alleluia

For in this rose conteinèd

Was heaven and earth in litel space

Res miranda, res miranda

Thing of wonder

By that rose we may well see

There be one God in persons three,

Pares forma, pares forma

Equal in form

The aungels sungen the shepherds to:

Gloria in excelsis

Gloria in excelsis Deo

Glory to God on high

Gaudeamus, gaudeamus

Let us rejoice

Leave we all this werldly mirth

And follow we this joyful birth

Transeamus, transeamus, transeamus

Let us follow

Alleluia, res miranda, pares forma, gaudeamus

Transeamus, transeamus, transeamus