O Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fideles)

Author uncertain, but probably John Francis Wade (both words and music), some time before 1744
Released on Christmas in the Heart (2009)
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem

Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)

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
  C                 G                 C   F   G         Csus4   C
  :   .   .   .     :   .   .   .     :   .   .   .     :   .   .   .
|-----------------|-----------------|-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/b 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.
C/g G  C/g G7 C/g      C/g G  C/g G C/g G
Veni- te a - do-remus, veni- te a - dore- mus,
C7/Bb F/a  C/g F6  D7/f#  G G/f C/e Dm7 C/g G   C
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    Fmaj7 Dm C/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.