Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay   Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay      Sisters, too, how may we do   For to preserve this day?   This youngling for whom we sing   Bye, bye, lullee, lullay      Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay   Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay      Herod in his raging   Chargeth hath he this day   Men of might in his sight   Children young to slay      Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay   Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay      Woe is me, poor Child, for thee   And every morn and day   For Thy parting neither say nor sing   Bye, bye, lullee, lullay      Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay   Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child   Bye, bye, lullee lullay