Lyrics:

Christmas is now drawing near at hand

Come serve the lord and be at his command

And God a portion for you will provide

And give a blessing to your soul beside



Down in the garden where flowers grow in ranks

Down on your bended knees and give the lord thanks

Down on your knees and pray both night and day

Leave off your sins and live upright, I pray



So proud and lofty is some sort of sin

Which many take delight and pleasure in

Whose conversation God doth not dislike

And yet he shakes his sword before he strikes



So proud and lofty do some people go

Dressing themselves like players in the show

They patch and paint and dress with idle stuff

As if God had not made them fine enough



Even little children learn to curse and swear

And cant recite one word of godly prayer

Wholl teach them better or teach them to rely

On christ the sinners friend who reigns on high