Canon Sydney MacEwan - "Panis Angelicus" 

What a beautiful voice I remember sitting with my father a long time ago listening to him my favourite was suffer the little children come unto me rest in peace father with all the saints in heaven 🇮🇪🇮🇪🇮🇪

A piece of heaven to move the dark clouds away.

A wonderful voice,a humble faith who asked to be removed from fame to serve as a country pastor. A man of God.

Very beautiful. Father MacEwan certainly knows what he's doing; that's a sermon in a song. Yes, just lovely.

Beautiful and prayerful. Wish we had more like him today

What a beautiful voice ,so loved by everyone a long time ago , but not forgotten

Ireland Calling !!! All activity in Ireland stopped. .when his beautiful voice came through irish Radio in the late '50's and early 60,s''..

Pure Dead Brilliant,Canon Sydney was one of the greatest

During the 1960's our mother played this album almost every day. He was Father Sydney then. Beautiful voice, wonderful memories.

LYRICS: Pannis angelicus Fit panis hominum Dat panis coelicus Figuris terminum O res mirabilis Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Panis angelicus (Panis angelicus) Fit panis hominum (Fit panis hominum) Dat panis coelicus (Dat panis coelicus) Figuris terminum O res mirabilis (O res mirabilis) Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis Pauper, pauper Servus, servus et humilis

I have an album of his but it's on Colombia..very similar to John MacCormick's

I remember Gay Byrne, every Day would play Bring Flowers of the May❤. R.I.P. TO THEM BOTH.

The words, all in Latin "Panis Angelicus" Panis angelicus Fit panis hominum; Dat panis coelicus Figuris terminum; O res mirabilis! Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis. Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis. Panis angelicus Fit panis hominum; Dat panis coelicus Figuris terminum; O res mirabilis! Manducat dominum Pauper, pauper Servus et humilis. Pauper, pauper

My Dad - Michael Stapleton from Dalkey & Ballyragget sang it as well as anyone .

The lyrics in English, Heavenly bread That becomes the bread for all mankind; Bread from the angelic host That is the end of all imaginings; Oh, miraculous thing! This body of God will nourish Even the poorest, The most humble of servants. Even the poorest, The most humble of servants. Heavenly bread That becomes the bread for all mankind; Bread from the angelic host That is the end of all imaginings; Oh, miraculous thing! This body of God will nourish Even the poorest, The most humble of servants. Even the poorest, The most humble of servants.

Well I never!