Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor
From far away, O masters mine,
The snow in the street and the wind on the door
We come to bear you goodly wine,
Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor
From far away we come to you,
The snow in the street and the wind on the door
To tell of great tidings strange and true,
Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor
News, news of the Trinity,