A 365 to 40 Holiday, Day 5: Oichne Huin
I love this carol. So many wonderful memories of the church I attended for so much of my life, and hearing our wonderful pastor, Father Bill, play this on his violin after communion. Never a dry eye. One year, he sang it as he entered the church, and, since he read and spoke seven different languages, chose a different language for each verse.
I heard this version in the middle 90s, and, loving all things Irish as I do, fell in love with it as well. Hearing so much Gaelic this summer only confirmed that for me. So, a carol to sum up the best part of my past, and my present. A beautiful thing.
Silent Night (Oichne Huin) - Enya