Let sighing cease and woe
God from on high hath heard
Heav’n’s gate is opening wide,
And lo! The long expected word
Peace, thro’ the deep of night
The heav’nly quire breaks forth
Singing with festal songs and bright
Our God and Saviors birth
The cave of Bethlehem
Those wakeful shepherds seek
Let us to rise and greet with them
That infant pure and meek
We enter at the door
What marvel meets the eye
A crib a mother pale and poor
A child of poverty
Art thou eternal Son
The eternal Fathers ray
Whose little hand thou infant one
Doth lift the world always
Yes faith through that dim cloud
Like lightning darts before
And in our hearts O babe divine
Be born abide and grow
So shall thy birthday morn
Lord Christ our birthday be
Then greet we all ourselves new born
Our King’s nativity
Borne at a virgin’s breast
Jesus be praise to thee
With sire and Holy Spirit blest
Through all eternity
Simple Tin Whistle Tabs