Awake, awake you drowsy souls And hear what I shall tell Remember Christ, the Lamb of God Redeemed our souls from hell He's crowned with thorns, spit on with scorn His friends have hid themselves: So God send you all much joy in the year So God send you all much joy in the year He's crowned with thorns, spit on with scorn His friends have hid themselves So God send you all much joy in the year So God send you all much joy in the year
Awake, awake you drowsy souls And hear what I shall tell Remember Christ, the Lamb of God Redeemed our souls from hell He's crowned with thorns, spit on with scorn His friends have hid themselves: So God send you all much joy in the year So God send you all much joy in the year He's crowned with thorns, spit on with scorn His friends have hid themselves So God send you all much joy in the year So God send you all much joy in the year
