lully lullay thou little tiny child by by lully lullay thou little tiny child by by lully lullay o sisters too how may we do for to preserve this day this pore yongling for whom we do singe by by lully lullay herod the king in his raging charged he hath this day his men of might in his owne sight all yonge children to slay that wo is me pore child for thee and ever morne and may for thy parting nether say nor sing by by lully lullay 