In dulci jubilo
Let us our homage shew;
Our heart’s joy reclineth
In praesepio
And like a bright star shineth
Matris in gremio.
Alpha es et O,
Alpha es et O.

Tenuitas miranda!
The Lord of night and day
Lies upon the hay.
Quae corona aurea
In royal state doth stay
Ut pascat nos praesentia
Eucharistica,
Eucharistica.

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!

O filii Dominici,
Come kneel before the King,
Gifts before Him opening,
Thesauros patris nostri;
Hearts humble poor and loving,
Ardentes veritati
Patris liberi,
Patris liberi.

Ubi sunt gaudia,
If that they be not there?
There are angels singing
Nova cantica,
And there the bells are ringing
In Regis curia:
O that we were there,
O that we were there!