Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, alleluia Mo ghaol, mo ghrá ‘gus m’eadúil thú Mo stoirín úr is m’fhéirín thú Mo mhacán álainn scéimheach thú Chan fiú mé féin bheith ‘d dháil Your mild and gentle eyes proclaim A loving heart with which you came A tiny, tender, helpless babe With boundless gifts of grace