• The yule is come,

    The burning bright fire,

    Of Christmas cheer and yuletide carol;

    Kin and Kith join hand in hand,

    Round the Holly and the Ivy hung from ceiling and doorway.



    The Lord our God goes to rest,

    Until the spring time cometh once again;

    When the Lady awakens and her soul renewed,

    And the light of the sun burns ever clear.



    Thus the Wheel of seasons keeps aturning,

    Around the yuletide when hearts are glowing,

    Keep truth to the heart and joy to thy mind,

    Give Thanks To The Lord Almighty.