Pietro A. Yon Nell'umile capanna nel frdo e povertá é nato il Santo pargolo che il mondo adorerá Osannna, osanna cantano con giubilante cuor i tuoi pastore ed angeli o re di luce e amor venite adoremus, venite adoremus venite adoremus Dominum O bel bambin non piangere, non piangere, Redentor ! la mamma tua cullandotti ti bacia, O Salvator. Osannna, osanna cantano con giubilante cuor i tuoi pastore ed angeli o re di luce e amor venite adoremus, venite adoremus venite adoremus Dominum

English text Frederick H. Martens When blossoms flowered 'mid the snows Upon a winter night Was born the Child, the Christmas Rose, The King of Love and Light. The angels sang, the shephers sang, The grateful earth rejoiced, And at his blessed birth the stars Their exultation voiced. O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Again the heart with rapture glows To greet the holy night That gave the world its Christmas Rose, Its King of Love and Light. Let ev'ry voice acclaim His name, The grateful chorus swell, From paradise to earth He came That we with Him might dwell. O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

O come let us adore Him, adore Him, Christ the Lord. O come, o come, O come let us adore Him, Let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.

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