A! gracyous God, in hevyn trone,
Ryht wundyrful thi werkys be,
Here may we se a merveyl one,
A ded stok beryth floures ffre!
Joseph in hert, withoutyn mone,
Thou mayst be blythe with game and gle,
A mayd to wedde thou must gone,
Be this meracle I do wel se.
Mary is here name;
Joseph. What, xuld I wedde? God forbede!