The First Noel

The First Noel
By Lionel Richie


The First Noel 
The angels did say 
Was to certain 
Poor shepherds 
In fields as they lay 
In fields where they may 
Keeping their sheep 
On a cold winter's night 
That was so deep 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel 
Born 
Is the King of Israel 
They looked up 
And saw a star 
Shining in the East 
Beyond them far 
And to the Earth 
It gave great light 
And so it continued 
Both day and night 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel 
Born 
Is the King of Israel 
Then entered 
In those Wise men three 
Full reverently 
Upon their knee 
And offered there 
In His presence 
Their gold and myrrh 
And frankincense 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel 
Born 
Is the King of Israel 
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel 
Born 
Is the King of Israel