Bob Dylan — O' Come All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fideles)
0 O Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fideles) O Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fideles) {c:Author uncertain, but probably John Francis Wade (both words and music), some time before 1744 Released on Christmas in the Heart (2009) {c: Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major) } {c: Chord suggestions: } G/D x55433 or xx0003 C/G 3x2013 D7/F# 200212 or 200210 C7/Bb x12010 F/A x03211 F6 1x3231 or 13x231 G/F 120003 : . . . : . . . : . . . : . . . |-----------------|-----------------|-0---1-----------|-----------------| |-1-----------1---|-3---------------|-1---1---3-----1-|-1---------------| |-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------|-0---2---0-------|-0---------------| |-2---------------|-0---------------|-2---3---0-------|-3---2-0-2-------| |-3---------------|-2---------------|-3---3---2-------|-3---------------| |-----------------|-3---------------|-----1---3-------|-----------------| C G C G/C F C/G G Adeste fideles, laeti triumphantes: *) Dylan sings: "leite" Am7 G/D D G C G/B G/D D G – charming, but a Veni - te, ve-ni - te ad Be - thlehem: different word. C G C F E D D7/F# G Natum videte Regem ange - lorum. CGCGCCGCGCGG Veni- te a - do-remus, veni- te a - dore- mus, CFCFDGGCDCGC ve - ni - te a - do - re - mus Do - minum. O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye, to Bethlehem. C F C G D7 G Come and behold Him, born the King of angels; O come, let us adore Him! O come, let us adore Him! O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. (Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation; sing, all ye citizens of heaven above! Glory to God, all in the highest;) O come, let us adore Him! O come, let us adore Him! F/A C/G F6 D7/F#E Fmaj7DC/G G C O come, let us a -- dore Him, Christ the Lord. Additional verses not sung by Dylan English True God of true God, Light from Light Eternal, Lo, He shuns not the Virgin's womb; Son of the Father, begotten, not created; See how the shepherds, summoned to His cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; We too will thither bend our joyful footsteps; Lo! star led chieftains, Magi, Christ adoring, Offer Him incense, gold, and myrrh; We to the Christ Child bring our hearts' oblations. Child, for us sinners poor and in the manger, We would embrace Thee, with love and awe; Who would not love Thee, loving us so dearly? Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning; Jesus, to Thee be glory given; Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing. Latin En grege relicto, humiles ad cunas Vocati pastores approperant: Et nos ovanti gradu festinemus. Venite adoremus, venite adoremus, venite adoremus Dominum. Aeterni Parentis splendorem aeternum Velatum sub carne videbimus: Deum infantem pannis involutum. Venite adoremus, venite adoremus, venite adoremus Dominum.
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