LYRIC

Personent hodie
Voces puerulae
Laudates jucunde
Qui nobis est natus

Personent hodie
Voces puerulae
Laudates jucunde
Qui nobis est natus
Summo Deo datus

Ideo, ideo, ideo gloria in excelsis Deo

His the doom, ours the mirth
When he came down to earth
Flower of Jesse's tree
Born on earth to save us
Him the Father gave us

Ideo, ideo, ideo gloria in excelsis Deo

Is airiu agus a leanbh cad a dhйanfaidh mй
Tб tъ ar shiъl uaim agus airiъ

Jesukin
Lives my quiet cell within
Thou in me dwelling
All is lie but Jesukin

Jesu of the skies
My little one, Thou my delight
I with Thee, Thou with me
Next my heart through every night

'S airiъ
Who hangs from yonder passion tree?
Your son, dear Mother
Do you not know me?

Judas, James and John
Have you seen my only son?
Ochon! My eyes are blind

Ochon! My heart is wrung

Stella Maris, Semper Clara
Rosa Munde, Res Miranda
Misterium Mirabile

'S airiъ agus ochon!
Sad I am till you return
To have you at the break of dawn!
Ochon airiъ
Without you

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