All that leve in Cristen lay

All that leve in Cristen lay,
Worshup every Cristmes day,

A man was the first gilt,
And therefor he was spilt.
The profecy was never fulfilt,
Till on the Cristmes day.

The first day that lely sprong,
Jhesu Crist be us among;
Ever we thowte it was too long,
Till on the Cristmes day.

It was derk, it was dim,
For men that levéd in gret sin;
Lucifer was us all within,
Till on the Cristmes day.

There was weping, there was wo,
For every man to hell gan go.
It was litel mery tho,
Till on the Cristmes day.