O Lamb of God, that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us. O Lamb of God, that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us. O Lamb of God, that takest away the sins of the world, grant us thy peace.
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts: Heaven and earth are full of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord Most High. Blessed is he who cometh in the name of the Lord. Hosanna in the highest.
All who hunger, gather gladly; holy manna is our bread. Come from wilderness and wandering. Here, in truth, we will be fed. You that yearn for days of fullness, all around us is our food. Taste and see the grace eternal. Taste and see that God is good.
All who hunger, never strangers; seeker, be a welcome guest. Come from restlessness and roaming. Here, in joy, we keep the feast. We that once were lost and scattered in communion’s love have stood. Taste and see the grace eternal. Taste and see that God is good.
All who hunger, sing together; Jesus Christ is living bread. Come from loneliness and longing. Here, in peace, we have been led. Blest are those who from this table live their lives in gratitude. Taste and see the grace eternal. Taste and see that God is good.
Text: Silvia G. Dunstan, 1991 Tune: (1) Bob Moore (1993) (2) HOLY MANNA, from The Southern Harmony, 1835
Glory be to God on high And on earth peace, goodwill towards men,
We praise thee, we bless thee, we worship thee, we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee for thy great glory.
O Lord God, heavenly King, God the Father Almighty.
O Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesu Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father, that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us. Thou that takest away the sins of the world, receive our prayer. Thou that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, have mercy upon us.
For thou only art holy; thou only art the Lord; thou only, O Christ, with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen.
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