كلمات ترنيمة : twas in the moon of wintertime

'Twas in the moon of wintertimeWhen all the birds had fledThat mighty Gitchi ManitouSent angel choirs instead

Before their light the stars grew dimAnd wond'ring hunters heard the hymn:

Jesus, your King, is born;Jesus is born!In excelsis gloria!

Within a lodge of broken bark,The tender Babe was foundA ragged robe of rabbit skinEnwrapped His beauty round

And as the hunter braves drew nigh,The angel song rang loud and high:

Jesus, your King, is born;Jesus is born!In excelsis gloria!

O children of the forest free,O you of ManitouThe Holy Child of earth and heav'nIs born today for you

Come kneel before the radiant BoyWho brings you beauty, peace and joy:

Jesus, your King, is born;Jesus is born!In excelsis gloria!

كلمات: مجهولاللغة: الإنجليزية