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O Come, All Ye Faithful
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem.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 exhalation,Sing, all ye citizens of Heav’n above,Glory to God – In the highest,O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;Jesus, to thee be the glory giv’n;Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing,O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him,O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord.
Angels We Have Heard On High
Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o’er the plains,And the mountains in replyEchoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Shepherds, why this jubilee?Why your joyous strains prolong?What the gladsome tidings beWhich inspire your heav’nly song?
Come to Bethlehem and seeHim whose birth the angels sing;Come, adore on bended kneeChrist the Lord, the newborn King.
Silent Night
Silent night, holy nightAll is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin Mother and ChildHoly Infant so tender and mildSleep in heavenly peaceSleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night!Shepherds quake at the sightGlories stream from heaven afarHeav’nly hosts sing Alleluia!Christ, the Saviour is born,Christ, the Saviour is born
Silent night, holy nightSon of God, love’s pure lightRadiant beams from thy holy faceWith the dawn of redeeming graceJesus, Lord, at thy birthJesus, Lord, at thy birth
Away in a Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bedThe little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet headThe stars in the bright sky looked down where He layThe little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakesBut little Lord Jesus no crying He makesI love thee, Lord Jesus look down from the skyAnd stay by my side, ‘til morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus I ask thee to stayClose by me forever and love me I prayBless all the dear children in thy tender careAnd take us to heaven to live with thee there
We Need a Little Christmas
Haul out the hollyPut up the tree before my spirit falls againFill up the stocking,I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now
For we need a little Christmas, right this very minuteCandles in the window, carols at the spinetYes, we need a little Christmas, right this very minuteHasn’t snowed a single flurry, but Santa dear we’re in a hurry
Climb down the chimneyTurn on the brightest string of lights I’ve ever seenSlice up the fruit cakeIt’s time we’ve hung some tinsel on the evergreen bough
For I’ve grown a little leaner, grown a little colderGrown a little sadder, grown a little olderAnd I need a little angel sitting on my shoulderNeed a little Christmas now
For we need a little music, need a little laughterNeed a little singing ringing through the rafterAnd we need a little snappy, happy ever afterWe need a little Christmas now
Jingle Bells
Dashing through the snow, on a one-horse open sleighO’er the fields we go, laughing all the wayBells on bob tails ring, making spirits brightWhat fun it is to laugh and sing a sleighing song tonight
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleighJingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the wayOh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose. And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows. All of the other reindeer, used to laugh and call him names. They never let poor Rudolph, join in any reindeer games.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say: “Rudolph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight?”
Then how the reindeer loved him, and they shouted out with glee, Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, you’ll go down in history!
Santa Claus is Coming to Town
You better watch out – You better not cryBetter not pout – I’m telling you whySanta Claus is coming to town
He’s making a list – And checking it twice;Gonna find out, who’s naughty and niceSanta Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you’re sleepingHe knows when you’re awakeHe knows if you’ve been bad or goodSo be good for goodness sake!
O! You better watch out! – You better not cryBetter not pout – I’m telling you whySanta Claus is coming to townSanta Claus is coming to town
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild,God and sinners reconciled.
Joyful, all ye nations rise,Join the triumph of the skies;With the angelic host proclaim,Christ is born in Bethlehem.Hark! the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King!
Christ, by highest heav’n adored:Christ, the everlasting Lord;Late in time behold him come,Offspring of the Virgin’s womb.Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;Hail, the incarnate Deity:Pleased, as man, with us to dwell,Jesus, our Emmanuel!Hark! the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King!
Hail! the heav’n born Prince of Peace!Hail! the Son of Righteousness!Light and life to all He brings,Ris’n with healing in his wingsMild He lays His glory by,Born that man no more may die:Born to raise us from the earth,Born to give us second birth.Hark! the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King!
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry ChristmasAnd a Happy New Year.
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin;Good tidings for Christmas And a Happy New Year.
Oh, bring us some figgy pudding;Oh, bring us some figgy pudding;Oh, bring us some figgy puddingAnd a cup of good cheer
We won’t go until we get some;We won’t go until we get some;We won’t go until we get some, So bring some out here
We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas And a Happy New Year