Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, alleluia
Mo ghaol, mo ghrá ‘gus m’eadúil thú
Mo stoirín úr is m’fhéirín thú
Mo mhacán álainn scéimheach thú
Chan fiú mé féin bheith ‘d dháil
Your mild and gentle eyes proclaim
A loving heart with which you came
A tiny, tender, helpless babe
With boundless gifts of grace