I Sing of a Maiden

SATB a cappella

Text: anon 16th century

Duration 3' 30"

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I sing of a maiden

That is makeless

King of all kings

To her son she ches.

He came all so still

Where His mother was,

As dew in April

That falleth on the grass.

He came all so still

To His mother's bower,

As dew in April

That falleth on the flower.

He came all so still

Where His mother lay,

As dew in April

That falleth on the spray.

Mother and maiden

Was never none but she:

Well may such a lady

God's mother be.