He is born, the divine Child
Play, oboe, ring out, musettes
He is born, the divine Child
Let us all sing of his advent
For more than four thousand years
The Prophets promised it to us
For more than four thousand years
We have been waiting for this happy time
He is born, the divine Child
Ah, how beautiful he is, how he is charming
How perfect his graces are
Ah, how beautiful he is, how charming he is
How sweet the divine Child is
He is born, the divine Child
A stable is his dwelling
A little straw, his berth
A stable is his dwelling
For a God, what abasement
He was born, the divine Child
O Jesus, O Almighty King
Little child that you are
O Jesus, O Almighty King
Reign over us entirely
He is born, the divine Child

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