Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella
Bring a torch, to the cradle run!
It is Jesus good folk of the village;
Christ is born and Mary’s calling;
Ah! Ah! Beautiful is the mother
Ah! Ah! Beautiful is her son!
It is wrong when the Child is sleeping
It is wrong to talk so loud;
Quiet, all, as you gather round.
Lest the sound should waken Jesus.
Hush! Hush! See how the child is sleeping;
Hush! Hush! See how fast he sleeps
Hasten now, good folk of the village;
Hasten now the Christ child to see.
You will find him asleep in the manger;
Quietly come and whisper softly,
Hush! Hush! See how the child is sleeping;
Hush! Hush! Peacefully now he sleeps.
Softly to the little stable.
Softly in a moment come;
Look and see how charming is Jesus
How he is white, his cheeks are rosy!
Hush! Hush! See how the child is sleeping;
Hush! Hush! Hush!
He smiles in his dreams.