Trond Bengtson – Lutenist

Arrangement and variations Allan Alexander

A Babe is born, all of a maid,
To bring salvation unto us;
No more are we to sing afraid,
Veni Creator Spiritus.

At Bethlehem, that blessèd place,
The Child of bliss then born He was;
Him aye to serve, God give us grace,
O Lux beata Trinitas.

There came three kings out of the East,
To worship there that King so free;
With gold and myrrh and frankincense,
A solis ortus cardine.

The shepherds heard an angel cry,
A merry song that night sang he,
“Why are ye all so sore aghast?”
Iam lucis orto sidere.

The angel came down with a cry,
A fair and joyful song sang he,
All in the worship of that Child,
Gloria Tibi Domine.