HURON CAROL
Jubilee Singers
Huron words by St. Jean de Brebeuf/translation: E. J. Middleton 
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T'was in the moon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchie Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead.
Before their light the stars grew dim
And wandering hunters heard the hymn.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

Within a lodge of broken bark
The tender babe was found.
A ragged robe of rabbit skin
Enwraped his beauty round.
And as the hunter braves drew nigh,
The angel's song rang loud and high.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

The earliest moon of wintertime
Is not so round and fair,
As was the ring of glory
On the helpless infant there.
The chiefs from far before him knelt
With gifts of fox and beaver pelt.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

Of Children of the forest free,
Oh, Sons of Manitou,
The Holy Child of earth and heaven
Is born today for you.
Come kneel before the radiant Boy.
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.
HURON CAROL
Jubilee Singers
Huron words by St. Jean de Brebeuf/Translation: E. J. Middleton
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T'was in the moon/noon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchie Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead.
Before their light the stars grew tim/dim
And wandering/wondering hunters heard the hymn.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

Within a lodge of broken park/bark
The tender babe was found.
A ragged/lagged robe of rabbit skin
Enwrapped his beauty round.
And as the hunter braves true/drew nigh,
The angel's song rang loud and high.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

The earliest moon/noon of wintertime
Is not so round and fair,
As was the ring of gory/glory
On the helpless infant there.
The chiefs from far before him knelt
With gifts of fox and beaver belt/pelt.
Jesus your king is born,
Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.

Oh Children of the forest flee/free,
Oh, Sons of Manitou,
The Holy Child of earth and even/heaven
Is born today for you.
Come kneel before the radiant Boy
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy.
Jesus your king is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria.