The verse for the 24th:
The night before that happy tide
The noble Virgin and her guide
Were long time seeking up and down
To find a lodging in the town
But mark right well what came to pass
From every door repelled, alas
As was foretold, their refuge all
Was but a humble ox’s stall
From Canada here.
The Irish instrumentalists of Nightnoise play it here.
Anybody doing it at church this season?