Balulalow

O my deir hart, yung Jesus sweit Prepair thy creddil in my spreit And I shall rock thee in my hart And never mair fra thee depart... But I shall praise thee evermoir With sangis sweit unto thy gloir The kneis of my hart shall I bow And sing that rycht Balulalow... And I shall praise thee evermoir With sangis sweit unto thy gloir The kneis of my hart shall I bow And sing that rycht Balulalow...