Huron Carol
Lyrics & Music by St. Jean de Brebeuf
Arrangement by Penny Buhr Johnson
Vision, © Penny Buhr Johnson, 2008

‘Twas in the moon of winter-time,
When all the birds had fled
And mighty Gitchi-Manitou
Sent angelchoirs instead

The stars before their light grew dim,
And wond’ring hunters heard this humn:

Jesus your King is born,
Jesus is born
In Excelsius Gloria.

Within a lodge of broken bark
The tender babe was found.
A ragged robe of rabbit skin
Enwrapped his beauty round

And as the hunter braves drew near,
The angel-song grew sweet and clear:

Jesus your King is born,
Jesus is born
In Excelsius Gloria.

Children of the forest tree
O sons of Manitou
This Holy Child of earth and heav’n
Was born for me and you.

Come kneel before the radiant Boy
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy.

Jesus your King is born,
Jesus is born
In Excelsius Gloria.