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Don Oiche Ud I mBeithil
Translation of an Irish Christmas Carol by Sean MacReamoinn

Don oíche úd i mBeithil, beidh tagairt ar ghréin go brách,
Don oíche úd i mBeithil go dtáinig an Bhréithir slán;
Tá gríosghrua ar spéarthaibh 's an talamh 'na chlúdach bán;
Féach Íosagán sa chléibhín, 's an Mhaighdean 'Á dhiúl le grá

Ar leacain lom an tsléibhe go nglacann na haoirí scóth
Nuair in oscailt ghil na spéire tá teachtaire Dé ar fáil;
Céad glóire anois don Athair i bhFlaitheasaibh thuas go hard!
Is feasta fós ar talamh d'fhearaibh dea-mhéin' siocháin!

I sing of a night in Bethlehem
A night as bright as dawn
I sing of that Night in Bethlehem
The night the Word was born

The skies are glowing gaily
The earth in white is dressed
See Jesus in the cradle
Drink deep in His mother's breast

And there on a lonely hillside
The shepherds bow down in fear
When the heavens open brightly
And God's message rings out so clear

Glory now to the Father
In all the heavens high
And peace to His friends on earth below
Is all the angels cry