Adhraim mo leanbh beag tagth' ar an saol I worship you, my little child come on earth
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Adhraim a laige, a loime nocht faon I worship him, weak, naked and helpless
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Inis, a ghrá, liom, id' luí sa mhainséar Tell me, my love, as you lie in the manger
Inis cén fath dhuit bheith sínte san fhéar Tell me why you lay stretched in the straw
Is tú coimhde na ngrásta 'gus Íosa, Mac Dé You are a treasury of grace, and Jesus, Son of God
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
A Mhuire, a mhathair's a bhuime mhín tséimh Mary, my mother and gentle nurse
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Is mé coimhde na ngrásta 'gus Íosa, Mac Dé I am a treasury of grace, and Jesus, Son of God
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Ach go beo bocht a tháinig le mian ar an saol Desperately poor, I came with desire into this world
Chun deoraithe fánacha a shaoradh ón éag To save wandering exiles from death
Is nuair 'chrochfar in airde mé claonfaid chugam féin And when I am suspended on high they will lean towards me
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Credits: Michael McGlynn; traditional text
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Adhraim a laige, a loime nocht faon I worship him, weak, naked and helpless
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Inis, a ghrá, liom, id' luí sa mhainséar Tell me, my love, as you lie in the manger
Inis cén fath dhuit bheith sínte san fhéar Tell me why you lay stretched in the straw
Is tú coimhde na ngrásta 'gus Íosa, Mac Dé You are a treasury of grace, and Jesus, Son of God
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
A Mhuire, a mhathair's a bhuime mhín tséimh Mary, my mother and gentle nurse
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Is mé coimhde na ngrásta 'gus Íosa, Mac Dé I am a treasury of grace, and Jesus, Son of God
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Ach go beo bocht a tháinig le mian ar an saol Desperately poor, I came with desire into this world
Chun deoraithe fánacha a shaoradh ón éag To save wandering exiles from death
Is nuair 'chrochfar in airde mé claonfaid chugam féin And when I am suspended on high they will lean towards me
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Codail, a linbh, go sámh Sleep peacefully, my child
Credits: Michael McGlynn; traditional text