Campana sobre campana

1. Campana sobre campana,
y sobre campana una;
asómate a esa ventana,
verás a un Niño en la cuna.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

Recogido tu rebaño
¿a dónde vas pastorcito?
Voy a llevar al portal
requesón, manteca y vino.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

2. Campana sobre campana
y sobre campana dos;
asómate a esa ventana,
porque está naciendo Dios.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

Caminando a media noche
¿dónde caminas pastor?
Le llevo al Niño que nace,
como a Dios mi corazón.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

3. Campana sobre campana
y sobre campana tres;
en una cruz a esta hora
el Niño va a padecer.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

Si aún las estrellas alumbran,
pastor ¿dónde quieres ir?
Voy al portal por si el Niño
con Él me deja morir.

Belén, campanas de Belén,
que los ángeles tocan
¿qué nuevas me traéis?

Villancico Andaluz tradicional
(Traditional Andalusian carol)

Pastores a Belén vamos con alegría

Pastores a Belén, vamos con alegría,
que ha nacido ya el Hijo de María.

¡Allí! ¡Allí! Nos espera Jesús.

¡Allí! ¡Allí! Nos convida su luz.

Llevemos, pues, turrones y miel,
para ofrecer al Niño Emanuel.
Llevemos, pues, turrones y miel,
para ofrecer al Niño Emanuel.

Vamos, vamos, vamos a ver,
vamos a ver a recién nacido,
Vamos, vamos, vamos a ver,

vamos a ver al Niño Emanuel.

¡Oh niño celestial! Bendice a los pastores
que corren al portal, cantando sus loores.

Corred, volad, sus glorias alcanzad. (2x)

Ofrece a mil, amor y virtud.
Traed, zagal, al Niño Jesús. (2)

Vamos, vamos, vamos a ver,
vamos a ver a recién nacido,
Vamos, vamos, vamos a ver,

vamos a ver al Niño Emanuel.

Traditional Puerto Rican carol

Riu, Riu, Chiu

Refrain:

Riu, riu, chiu
La guarda ribera
Dios guarde el lobo
De nuestra cordera.

El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,
Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender;
Quisole hazer que no pudiesse pecar,
Ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera. (Refrain)

Este qu'es nascido es el gran monarca,
Cristo patriarca de carne vestido;
Hanos redimido con se hazer chiquito,
Aunqu'era infinito, finito se hizera. (Refrain)

Muchas profecias lo han profetizado,
Y aun en nuestros dias lo hemos alcancado.
A Dios humanado vemos en el suelo
Y al hombre nel cielo porqu'er le quisiera. (Refrain)

Yo vi mil Garzones que andavan cantando,
Por aqui bolando, haciendo mil sones,
Diziendo a gascones Gloria sea en el cielo,
Y paz en el suelo qu'es Jesus nascieta. (Refrain)

Este viene a dar a los muertos vida
Y viene a reparar de todos la caida;
Es la luz del dia aqueste mocuelo;
Este es el cordero que San Juan dixera. (Refrain)

Pues que ya tenemos lo que desseamos,
Todos juntos vamos presentes llevemos;
Todos le daremos nuestra voluntad,
Pues a se igualar con el hombre viniera. (Refrain)

Words & Music: 16th c. Spanish villancico

Los Peces en el Río

(1) La Virgen se está peinando
Entre cortina y cortina
Sus cabellos son de oro
Y el peine de plata fina (Estribillo)

Estribillo

Pero mira cómo beben los peces en el río
Pero mira cómo beben por ver al Dios nacido
Beben y beben y vuelven a beber
Los peces en el río por ver a Dios nacer

(2) La Virgen está lavando
Y tendiendo en el romero
Los angelitos cantando
Y el romero florecido  (Estribillo)

(3) La Virgen está lavando
Con un poquito de jabón
Se le picaron las manos
Manos de mi corazón  (Estribillo)

Traditional Spanish carol

Fum, Fum, Fum (Catalan)

A vint-i-cinc de desembre
fum, fum, fum (bis)
Ha nascut un minyonet
ros i blanquet, ros i blanquet;
Fill de la Verge Maria,
n'és nat en una establia.
Fum, fum, fum.

Allí dalt de la muntanya
fum, fum, fum (bis)
Si n'hi ha dos pastorets
abrigadets, abrigadets;
amb la pell i la samarra,
menjant ous i botifarra.
Fum, fum, fum.

Qui dirà més gran mentida?
Fum, fum, fum (bis)
Ja en respon el majoral
el gran tabal, el gran tabal;
jo en faré deu mil camades
amb un salt totes plegades.
Fum, fum, fum.

A vint-i-cinc de desembre
fum, fum, fum (bis)
n'és el dia de Nadal,
molt principal, molt principal,
quan n'eixirem de matines,
farem bones escudines.
Fum, fum, fum.

Déu vos do unes santes festes
fum, fum, fum (bis)
amb temps de fred i calor,
i molt millor, i molt millor
fent-ne de Jesús memòria
perquè ens vulgui dalt la glòria.
Fum, fum, fum.

Traditional Catalan Carol (16th/17th century)

ليلة الميلاد Laylat Al-Milad (The Night of Christmas)

Refrain

ليلة الميلاد يمحى البغضُ
ليلة الميلاد تزهر الأرضُ
ليلة الميلاد تدفن الحربُ
ليلة الميلاد ينبت الحبُ

عندما نسقي عطشان كأس ماء ___نكون في الميلاد
عندما نكسي عريان ثوب حب___نكون في الميلاد
عندما نكفكف الدموع في العيون ___نكون في الميلاد
عندما نفرش القلوب بالرجاء ___نكون في الميلاد

عندما أُقبّلُ رفيقي دون غش ___نكون في الميلاد
عندما تموت فـيّ روح الإنتقام ___نكون في الميلاد
عندما يرمـد فيّ قلبي الجفا _____نكون في الميلاد
عندما تذوب نفسي في كيان الله ___نكون في الميلاد

Laylat al-Milad ... yummahah-l-bughdou
Laylat al-Milad ... tuzhiru-l-ardou
Laylat al-Milad ... tudfanou-l-harbou
Laylat al-Milad ... yanbutou-l-hubbou.

1. 'Indama nusqee 'atshan ka'sa ma' ... nakoonu fi-l-milad
'Indama naksoo 'uryan thaowba hub ... nakoonu fi-l-milad
'Indama nukafkifu-d-dumoo' fi-l-'uyoon ... nakoonu fi-l-milad
'Indama nafrishu-l-qulooba bi-r-raja' ... nakoonu fi-l-milad.

2. 'Indama uqabbilou rafeeqi douna ghush ... akoonu fi-l-milad
'Indama tamootu fiyya roohu-l-intiqam ... akoonu fi -l-milad
'Indama yarqudu fi qalbi-ya-l-jafa ... akoonu fi-l-milad
'Indama tamootu nafsi fi kiyan il-lah ... akoonu fi-l-milad.

English Translation:

Refrain

On the night of Christmas ... Hatred will vanish
On the night of Christmas ... The Earth blooms
On the night of Christmas ... War is buried
On the night of Christmas ... Love is born

1. When we offer a glass of water to a thirsty person, we are in Christmas
When we clothe a naked person with a gown of love, we are in Christmas
When we wipe the tears from weeping eyes, we are in Christmas
When we cushion a hopeless heart with love, we are in Christmas

2. When I kiss a friend without hypocrisy, I am in Christmas
When the spirit of revenge dies in me, I am in Christmas
When hardness is gone from my heart, I am in Christmas
When my soul melts in the Being of God, I am in Christmas

Arabic Christmas Carol

聖夜靜歌 (聖夜清，聖夜靜) [Sheng Ye Qing, Sheng Ye Jing] (Holy Night, Blessed Night)

聖夜靜歌 (聖夜清，聖夜靜)

(1) 聖夜清 聖夜靜
明星燦爛 天地寧
水寂山眠 萬籟無聲
卿雲繚繞擁着伯利恆
客店馬槽誕生天嬰

(2) 聖夜清 聖夜靜
天使顯現 牧人驚
金琴玉箏 漫天歌韻
哈利路亞 山海欲齊鳴
傳報佳音 救主降生

(3) 聖夜清 聖夜靜
救主耶穌今降生
仁愛 捨身 公義 和平
聖容赫華 猶如日初升
恩光輝耀 照徹乾坤

English Paraphrase: "Holy Night, Blessed Night"


(1) Holy night, blessed night
Stars shine brightly, earth is still.
Hills and valleys, field and woodlands,
All surround the small town Bethlehem.
In a manger, Christ the Lord sleeps.


(2) Holy night, blessed night,
Angels sing praise, shepherds fear,
Earth and heaven ring with praises,
Alleluia all creation sings.
Tell the good news: Christ is born now.


(3) Holy night, blessed night
Christ has come down, dwells with us.
Sacrifice, love, peace and justice.
Shine upon us like the morning sun.
Grace and glory bless the whole world.


Text: Zhu Weiyu and Wu Jingren (1921)
English paraphrase: Kathleen Moody
Music: Shi Qigui (1982)

I Wonder As I Wander (Appalachia/USA)

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die
For poor on'ry people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander out under the sky

When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all
But high from God's heaven, a star's light did fall
And the promise of ages it then did recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing
Or all of God's Angels in heaven to sing
He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die
For poor on'ry people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander out under the sky

Appalachian folk carol, adapted/expanded by John Jacob Niles

Angelus ad virginem

1. Angelus ad virginem
Subintrans in conclave.
Virginis formidinum
Demulcens inquit "Ave."
Ave regina virginum,
Coeliteraeque dominum
Concipies
Et paries
Intacta,
Salutem hominum.
Tu porta coeli facta
Medella criminum.

2. Quomodo conciperem,
quae virum non cognovi?
Qualiter infringerem,
quae firma mente vovi?
'Spiritus sancti gratia
Perficiet haec omnia;
Ne timaes,
sed gaudeas,
secura,
quod castimonia
Manebit in te pura
Dei potentia.'

3. Ad haec virgo nobilis
Respondens inquit ei;
Ancilla sum humilis
Omnipotentis Dei.
Tibi coelesti nuntio,
Tanta secreti conscio,
Consentiens
Et cupiens
Videre
factum quod audio,
Parata sum parere
Dei consilio.

4. Angelus disparuit
Etstatim puellaris
Uterus intumuit
Vi partus salutaris.
Qui, circumdatus utero
Novem mensium numero,
Hinc Exiit
Et iniit
Conflictum,
Affigens humero
Crucem, qua dedit ictum
Hosti mortifero.

5. Eia Mater Domini,
Quae pacem reddidisti
Angelis et homini,
Cum Christum genuisti;
Tuem exora filium
Ut se nobis propitium
Exhibeat,
Et deleat
Peccata;
Praestans auxilium
Vita frui beta
Post hoc exsilium.

Text: Mediaeval 13th century Latin carol

Night of Silence

Cold are the people, Winter of life,
We tremble in shadows this cold endless night,
Frozen in the snow lie roses sleeping,
Flowers that will echo the sunrise,
Fire of hope is our only warmth,
Weary, its flame will be dying soon.

Voice in the distance, call in the night,
On wind you enfold us you speak of the light,
Gentle on the ear you whisper softly,
Rumors of a dawn so embracing,
Breathless love awaits darkened souls,
Soon will we know of the morning.

Spirit among us, Shine like the star,
Your light that guides shepherds and kings from afar,
Shimmer in the sky so empty, lonely,
Rising in the warmth of your Son's love,
Star unknowing of night and day,
Spirit we wait for your loving Son.

Composer: Daniel Kantor (1984)

Carol of the Stranger

Peace and grace be to this house
Where all are welcomed in;
Receive the guest, receive this heart:
Tell the Stranger, tell.

Tell the Stranger what you cannot tell
Those who love you and desire your joy:
Tell.

Make tall your walls, make long these beams,
Who once believed alone;
Make wide the circle, feed the fire:
Tell the Silence, tell.

Tell the Silence what you cannot tell
Those who love you and desire your joy.
Tell.

Blessings be upon this place,
Let every wound be healed,
Let every secret, every dream:
Tell the Angel, tell.

Tell the Angel what you cannot tell
Those who love you and desire your joy.
Tell.

Peace and grace be to this house,
All will be returned;
Let every soul be called your own,
Tell the Mystery, tell.

Tell the Mystery what you long to tell
Those who love you and desire your joy.
Tell.

Text: Michael Dennis Browne
Music: Abbie Betinis

O Holy Night

See also the French original: Minuit Chrétiens

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
'Til He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! O hear the angels' voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born;
O night divine, O night, O night Divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here come the wise men from Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, Before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,
His power and glory evermore proclaim.
His power and glory evermore proclaim.

See also the French original: Minuit Chrétiens

Text: Placide Cappeau (1808–1877), trans. John Sullivan Dwight (1813-1893)
Music: Adolphe Adam (1847)

Huron Carol/Iesus Ahattonnia (Huron/Wendat, Canada)

VERSION I: ORIGINAL WENDAT


VERSION II: ORIGINAL WENDAT/FRENCH/ENGLISH LITERAL




VERSION III: ENGLISH PARAPHRASE BY J.E. MIDDLETON (1923)




Huron/Wendat Original:

Ehstehn yayau deh tsaun we yisus ahattonnia
O na wateh wado:kwi nonnwa 'ndasqua entai
ehnau sherskwa trivota nonnwa 'ndi yaun rashata
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia

Ayoki onki hm-ashe eran yayeh raunnaun
yauntaun kanntatya hm-deh 'ndyaun sehnsatoa ronnyaun
Waria hnawakweh tond Yosehf sataunn haronnyaun
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia

Asheh kaunnta horraskwa deh ha tirri gwames
Tishyaun ayau ha'ndeh ta aun hwa ashya a ha trreh
aundata:kwa Tishyaun yayaun yaun n-dehta
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia

Dau yishyeh sta atyaun errdautau 'ndi Yisus
avwa tateh dn-deh Tishyaun stanshi teya wennyau
aha yaunna torrehntehn yataun katsyaun skehnn
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia

Eyeh kwata tehnaunnte aheh kwashyehn ayehn
kiyeh kwanaun aukwayaun dehtsaun we 'ndeh adeh
tarrya diskwann aunkwe yishyehr eya ke naun sta
Iesus Ahattonnia, Ahattonnia, Iesus Ahattonnia

French Lyrics (as sung in the YouTube videoclip):

Chrétiens, prenez courage, Jésus Sauveur est né!
Du malin les ouvrages à jamais sont ruinés.
Quand il chante merveille à ces troublants âppats
Ne prêtez plus l'oreille: Jésus est né. Jesous ahatonhia.

Oyez cette nouvelle, dont un ange est porteur!
Oyez! Âmes fidèles, et dilatez vos coeurs.
La Vierge dans l'étable entoure de ses bras
L'Enfant-Dieu adorable: Jésus est né. Jesous ahatonhia

English Lyrics (as sung in the YouTube videoclip):

Let Christian men take heart today
The devil's rule is done;
Let no man heed the devil more,
For Jesus Christ is come
But hear ye all what angels sing:
How Mary Maid bore Jesus King.
Jesous ahatonhia.
Jesus is born. Jesous ahatonhia.

Three chieftains saw before Noël
A star as bright as day;
"So fair a sign," the chieftains said,
"Shall lead us where it may."
For Jesu told the chieftains three:
"The star will bring you here to me."
Jesous ahatonhia. Jesus is born.
Jesous ahatonhia.


VERSION II: ENGLISH PARAPHRASE BY JESSE EDGAR MIDDLETON (1926):
Twas in the moon of wintertime when all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchi Manitou sent angel choirs instead;
Before their light the stars grew dim and wondering hunters heard the hymn,
Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria.

Within a lodge of broken bark the tender babe was found;
A ragged robe of rabbit skin enwrapped his beauty round
But as the hunter braves drew nigh the angel song rang loud and high
Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria.

The earliest moon of wintertime is not so round and fair
As was the ring of glory on the helpless infant there.
The chiefs from far before him knelt with gifts of fox and beaver pelt.
Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria.

O children of the forest free, O seed of Manitou
The holy Child of earth and heaven is born today for you.
Come kneel before the radiant boy who brings you beauty peace and joy.
Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born, in excelsis gloria.


Words: Jean de Brébeuf, S.J. (1643)
Music: Traditional French

Ihr Kinderlein kommet (Germany)

Ihr Kinderlein kommet, o kommet doch all’!
Zur Krippe her kommet in Bethlehems Stall,
und seht, was in dieser hochheiligen Nacht
der Vater im Himmel für Freude uns macht.

O seht in der Krippe, im nächtlichen Stall,
seht hier bei des Lichtleins hellglänzendem Strahl,
in reinlichen Windeln das himmlische Kind,
viel schöner und holder als Engel es sind.

Da liegt es - ach Kinder! - auf Heu und auf Stroh;
Maria und Joseph betrachten es froh;
die redlichen Hirten knien bethend davor,
hoch oben schwebt jubelnd der Engelein Chor.

Manch Hirtenkind trägt wohl mit freudigem Sinn,
Milch, Butter und Honig nach Bethlehem hin;
ein Körblein voll Früchte, das purpurroth glänzt,
ein Schnee-weißes Lämmchen mit Blumen bekränzt.

O bethet: Du liebes, Du göttliches Kind
was leidest Du alles für unsere Sünd’!
Ach hier in der Krippe schon Armuth und Noth,
am Kreuze dort gar noch den bitteren Tod.

O beugt wie die Hirten anbethend die Knie
erhebet die Händlein und danket wie sie!
Stimmt freudig, ihr Kinder, wer sollt sich nicht freun,
stimmt freudig zum Jubel der Engel mit ein!

Was geben wir Kinder, was schenken wir Dir,
du Bestes und Liebstes der Kinder dafür?
Nichts willst Du von Schätzen und Freuden der Welt -
ein Herz nur voll Unschuld allein Dir gefällt.

So nimm unsre Herzen zum Opfer denn hin;
wir geben sie gerne mit fröhlichem Sinn -
und mache sie heilig und selig wie Dein’s,
und mach sie auf ewig mit Deinem nur Eins.

Words: Christoph von Schmid
Music: Johann Abraham Peter Schulz (1794)

Paska Na! (Philippines)

Paska Na!

Ako’y nagtataka sa paskong kay lamig.
Doon pa nadama init ng pag-ibig.
Sa Sanggol at Ina, puso’y huwag isara.
At sa bawa’t isa puso mo’y buksan na.

Refrain:
Pasko na! Pasko na! Tayo’y mag —– kaisa.
Magsama sa saya ng Sanggol at Ina.

Ako’y nagtataka sa sabsabang payak.
Doon pa nadama dangal ng Haring Anak.
Sa Sanggol at Ina puso’y huwag isara.
At sa bawa’t isa puso mo’y buksan na. (Refrain)

See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.

Hang Bê-lem

Hang Bê-lem

Đêm đông lạnh lẽo chúa sinh ra đời
Chúa sinh ra đời nằm trong hang đá nơi máng lừa.
Trong hang Bê lem ánh sáng tỏa lang tưng bừng
Nghe trên không trung tiếng hát thiên thần vang lừng

Đàn hát réo rắt tiếng hát, sướng ca dư âm vang xa.
Đây chúa thiên tòa giáng sinh vì ta.
Người hỡi hãy kịp bước tới, đến xem nơi hang Bê lem
Ôi chúa giáng sinh khó khăn thấp hèn.

Nửa đêm mừng chúa giáng sinh ra chốn nhân trần
Người đem ân phúc xuống cho muôn dân lầm than
Nơi hang Bê lem thiên thần sướng ca
Thiên chúa vinh danh chúng dân an hòa

Ngày nay thiên chúa giáng sinh ra chốn gian trần
Người đem ân phúc xuống cho muôn dân lầm than
Nơi hang Bê lem tiếng lừa thở hơi
Tan giá đêm đông ấm thân con người.

Sáng Tác : Hải Linh và Minh Châu (1945)

See my other blog postings in the Contemporary Catholic series.

Salva Nos, Stella Maris

Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum

Que pura deum paris
Salva nos, stella maris
Et per rubum signaris
Nesciens viri thorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum

O virgo specialis
Salva nos, stella maris
Sis nobis salutaris
Imperatrix caelorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum

Tu mater expers paris
Salva nos, stella maris
Manna celeste paris
Et panem angelorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina celorum

O parens expers maris
Salva nos, stella maris
Partu non violaris
Paris sanctum sanctorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina celorum

Celeste manna paris
Salva nos, stella maris
Lux cecis, dux ignaris
Solamen angelorum
Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum

Salva nos, stella maris
Et regina caelorum

Carúl Loch Garman (Wexford Carol)

See also: Wexford Carol (in English)

Carúl Loch Garman (Wexford Carol)

O tagaigí is adhraigí
An leanbh cneasta sa chró ‘na luí
Is cuimhnigí ar ghrá an Rí
A thug dar saoradh anocht an naí
A Mhuire Mháthair i bParas Dé
Ar chlann bhocht Eabha
Guí anois go séimh
Is doras an chró ná dún go deo
G n-adhraím feasta Mac Rí na hÓighe

I mBeithil thoir i lár na hoíche
Ba chlos an dea-scéal d’aoirí
Go follas don tsaol san spéir go binn
Bhí aingil ag canadh ó rinn go rinn
Gluaisigí go beo, duirt aingil Dé
Go Beithil sall is gheobhaith sibh é
‘Na luí go ciúin i mainséar tuí
Siúd é an Prionsa, Mac Óg an Rí.

See also: Wexford Carol (in English)

Traditional Gaelic Carol (12th century)

Blessed be that Maid Mary

Blessed be that maid Marie;
Born he was of her body;
Very God ere time began,
Born in time the Son of Man.
Eya! Ihesus hodie
Natus est de Virgine.

In a manger of an ass
Jesu lay and lullèd was;
Born to die upon the Tree
Pro pecante homine.
Eya! Ihesus hodie
Natus est de Virgine.

Seet and blissful was the song
Chanted of the angel throng;
'Peace on earth, alleluya!
In excelsis gloria.'
Eya! Ihesus hodie
Natus est de Virgine.

Fare three kings from far-off land,
Incense, gold, and myrrh in hand;
In Bethlem the Babe they see,
Stelle ducti lumine.
Eya! Ihesus hodie
Natus est de Virgine.

Make we merry on this fest,
In quo Christus natus est;
On this Child I pray you call,
To assoil and save us all.
Eya! Ihesus hodie
Natus est de Virgine.

Text: 15th century English Carol from MS. Sloan 2593, fol. 51, v0
Tune: arr. Stephen Cleobury

Alle Jahre wieder (Germany)

Alle Jahre wieder
kommt das Christuskind
auf die Erde nieder,
wo wir Menschen sind.

Kehrt mit seinem Segen
ein in jedes Haus,
geht auf allen Wegen
mit uns ein und aus.

Steht auch mir zur Seite
still und unerkannt,
daß es treu mich leite
an der lieben Hand.

Sagt den Menschen allen,
daß ein Vater ist,
dem sie wohlgefallen,
der sie nicht vergisst.

Words: Wilhelm Hey (1837)
Music: Christian Heinrich Rinck (1846)