Quem pastores laudavere,
quibus angeli dixere,
absit vobis jam timere,
natus est rex gloriæ.

Ad quem reges ambulabant,
aurum, thus, myrrham portabant,
immolabant hæc sincere
Leoni victoriæ.

Excultemus cum Maria
In cœlesti heirarchia
Natum promat voce pia
Laus honor et gloria.

Christo regi, Deo nato,
per Mariam nobis dato,
merito resonet vere
Dulci cum melodia.

While their flocks the shepherd tended,
Heavenly Hosts to earth descended,
Singing, with all voices blended,
"Fear not, Christ is born today."

Eastern Seers rich gifts had wrought Him,
Gold, frankincense, myrrh, they brought Him,
Guided by a Star they sought Him,
Prince of Life and Victory.

On that Child with Mary gazing,
Join ye Christians all in raising
Songs to Him Whom Heaven is praising,
God incarnate come to men.

From this day's first dawn to even,
Priase to Christ our King be given
By all Earth, an all in Heaven,
In our sweetest, loftiest strain.