As Joseph Was A-Walking As Joseph was a-walking He heard Angels sing, "This night shall be born Our Heavenly King. "He neither shall be born In house nor in hall, Nor in the place of paradise, But in an ox-stall. "He shall not be clothed In purple nor pall; But all in fair linen, As wear babies all. "He shall not be rocked In silver nor gold, But in a wooden cradle That rocks on the mould. "He neither shall be christened In milk nor in wine, But in pure spring-well water Fresh spring from Bethine." Mary took her baby, She dressed Him so sweet, She laid Him in a manger, All there for to sleep. As she stood over Him She heard Angels sing, "Oh, bless our dear Saviour Our Heavenly King!"