In dulci jubilo / Let us our homage shew;
Our heart’s joy recli- / neth in praesepio
And like a bright star shineth, / Matris in gremio.
Alpha es et O, / Alpha es et O.
O Jesu parvule! / I yearn for thee alway! [1]
Hear me, I beseech / thee, O puer optime!
My prayer let it reach thee, / O Princeps gloriae!
Trahe me post te! / Trahe me post te!
O Patris caritas, / O Nati lenitas!
Deeply were we stained / Per nostra crimina;
But thou hast for us gained / Coelorum gaudia.
O that we were there! / O that we were there!
Ubi sunt gaudia, / If that they be not there?
There are angels singing / – Nova cantica,
There the bells are ringing / In Regis curia:
O that we were there, / O that we were there.