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Britten: A Ceremony Of Carols, Op. 28 - This Little Babe
Skaila Kanga, Alexander Wells; Ronald Corp: New London Children's Choir
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This little babe so few days old
Is come to rival Satan's hold
Nor doth a fatter's presence weigh
On he himself for fault or shame
For in his feeble arm and wise
The gates of hell he will surprise
With dizzy fires he makes a field
His naked breast stands flourishing
His batt'ring charge of English pride
Is an hundred lords so sweeping wide
His martial line designs one and he
A gleam of flesh his warrior's steed
His fram' is made of English stone
His footwork well-trodden stone
His ram' is fresh, his name is bold
As shepherds hear his voice
And thus to show his virtue bold
He'll gaily shout his son's own sound
While so a Christ, for an hour in fight
The duel of chance that he hath in mind
Within this frame he sure is found
This little babe will be thy god
If thou wilt foil thy bowels with joy
Then great God, from this realm only fly
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