Il est ne, le divin Enfant, Jouez, hautbois, resonnez, musettes; Il est ne, le divin Enfant; Chantons tous son avenement! He is born, the divine Christ child Sound forth the oboes with pipes replying He is born, the divine Christ child Sing we praise to the infant mild More than four thousand years on earth Seers His advent were prophesying More than four thousand years on earth Man awaited His joyous birth Oh what beauty and charm I find Heavenly grace to our hearts supplying Oh what beauty and charm I find Oh what sweetness thou child divine He is born, the divine Christ child Sound forth the oboes with pipes replying He is born, the divine Christ child Sing we praise to the infant mild Jesu, King whom we bow before Yet an infant of our denying Jesu, King whom we bow before Rule our hearts now and evermore Il est ne, le divin Enfant, Jouez, hautbois, resonnez, musettes; Il est ne, le divin Enfant; Chantons tous son avenement!
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 13:38:56 +0000