CHRISTMAS SONGS

JOY TO THE WORLD!

Joy to the world, the Lord is come;

Let earth receive her king;

Let every heart prepare him room,

And heaven and nature sing,

And heaven, and heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the world, the Savior reigns;

Let men their tongues employ,

While fields and floods, rocks hills, and plains,

Repeat the sounding joy,

Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;

He comes to make his blessings flow

Far as the curse is found,

Far as, far as the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,

And makes the nations prove

The glories of his righteousness,

And wonders of his love,

And wonders, wonders of his love.

THE FIRST NOEL

The first Noel, the angel did say,

Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;

In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,

On a cold winter's night that was so deep.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, sing.

Born is the King of Israel.

They looked up and saw a star

Shining in the east, beyond them far;

And to the earth it gave great light,

And so it continued both day and night.

And by the light of that same star

Three wise men came from country far;

To seek for a king was their intent,

And to follow the star, wherever it went.

This star drew nigh to the northwest.

O'er Bethlehem it took its rest.

And there it did both stop and stay,

Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Then entered in those wise men three.

Full reverently upon the knee.

And offered there, in his presence,

Their gold and myrrh and frankincense.

GOOD KING WENCESLAS

Good King Wenceslas looked out,

On the Feast of Stephen,

When the snow lay round about,

Deep and crisp and even.

Brightly shone the moon that night,

Tho' the frost was cruel,

When a poor man came in sight,

6athering winter fuel.

The playing of the merry organ

'Hither, page, and stand by me,

If thou know'st it, telling,

Yonder peasant, who is he

(Hum)

'Sire, he lives a good league hence,

Underneath the mountain,

Right against the forest fence,

By Saint Agnes' fountain.

'Bring me flesh, and bring me wine,

Bring me pinelogs hither,

Thou and I will bee him dine,

When we bear them thither.

Page and monarch, forth they went,

Forth they went together,

Through the rude wind's wild lament

And the bitter weather.

'Sire, the night is darker now,

And the wind blows stronger,

Fails my heart, I know not how,

I can go no longer.'

'Mark my footsteps, good my page,

Tread thou in them boldly,

Thou shalt find the winter's rage

Freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master's steps he trod,

Where the snow lay dinted,

Heat was in the very sod

Which the Saint had printed.

Therefore, Christian men, be sure,

Wealth or rank possessing,

Ye who now will bless the poor,

Shall yourselves find blessing.

THE HOLLY AND THE IVY

The holly and the ivy,

When they are both full grown

Off all the trees that are in the wood,

The holly bears the crown.

Chorus

The rising of the sun,

And the running of the deer

The playing of the merry organ

Sweet singing in the choir.

The holly bears a blossom

White as the lily flower

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To be our Sweet Saviour

Chorus

The holly bears a berry,

As red asany blood

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

To do poor sinners good

Chorus

The holly bears a prickle

As sharp as any thorn

And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ

On Christmas in the morn.

WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS

We wish you a Merry Christmas

And a Happy New Year.

Chorus:

Good tidings we bring

To you and your King

We wish you a Merry Christmas

And a Happy New Year.

how buy us some figgy pudding

Now buy us some figgy pudding

And bring some out here.

Chorus

For we all like figgy pudding

We all like figgy pudding

So bring some out here.

Chorus

And we won't go until we get some

So bring some out here.

Chorus

WHAT CHILD IS THIS

What child is this, who, laid to rest,

On Mary's lap is sleeping?

Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,

While shepherd's watch are keeping?

This, this is Christ the King

Whom shepherds guard and angels sing

Haste, haste to bring him laud

The babe, the son of Mary.

Why lies he in such mean estate

Where ox and ass are feeding?

Good Christian, fear, for sinners here

The silent Word is pleading.

So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh,

Come peasant, King, to own him;

The King of kings salvation brings,

Let loving arms enthrone him.

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;

Refrain:

O come, let us adore him,

Christ, the Lord!

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,

O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above! .

Glory to God, all glory in the highest!

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning,

Jesus, to thee be all glory given;

Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;

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"

Christ, by highest heaven adored;

Christ, the everlasting Lord.

Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of the virgin's womb,

Veiled in flesh the God head see,

Hail th' incarnate Deity,

Pleased as man with men to dwell,

Jesus, our Emmanuel.

Hail the heavenborn Prince of Peace

Hail the Sun of Righteousness,

Light and life to all he brings,

Risen with healing in his wings,

Mild he lays his glory by,

Born that man no more may die,

Born to raise the sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth.

SILENT NIGHT, HOLY NIGHT

Silent night, holy night

All is calm, all is bright

Round yon virgin mother and child,

Holy infant so tender and mild,

Sleep in heavenly peace,

Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night,

Shepherds quake at the sight,

Glories stream from heaven afar,

Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia;

Christ the Savior is born.

Christ the Savior is born!

Silent night, holy night,

Son of God, love's pure light

Radiant beams from thy holy face,

With the dawn of redeeming grace,

Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

Silent night, holy night,

Wondrous star, lend thy light;

With the angels let us sing.

Alleluia to our King;

Christ the Savior is born.

ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH

Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing on the plains.

And the mountains in reply

Echoing the joyous strains.

Gloria in excelsis Deo (x2)

Shepherds, why this jubilee?

Why your joyous strains prolong?

What the gladsome tidings be

Which inspire your glorious song?

Come to Bethlehem and see

Him whose birth the angels sing;

Come adore on bended knee

Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

See him in a manger laid.

Whom the choirs of angels praise

Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,

While our hearts in love we raise.

O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie!

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by;

Yet in they dark streets shineth the everlasting light;

The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above,

While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love.

O morning stars, together proclaim the holy birth,

And praises sing to God the King, and peace to men on earth!

How silently, how silently the wondrous gift is given!

So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven.

No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive him, still the dear Christ entersin.

O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray;

Cast out our sin, and enter in, be born in us today.

We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell;

O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel!

DECK THE HALL

Deck the hall with boughs of holly.

Fa la la la la la la la la la.

Tis the season to be jolly,

Fa la la la 1a la la 1a la la

Don we now our gay apparel

Fa 1a 1a 1a 1a la la 1a la la.

Troll the ancient yuletide carol.

Fa la la la la la la 1a la.

See the blazing yule before us, Fa 1a 1a. . .

Strike the harp and join the chorus, Fa 1a la.

Follow me in merry measure, Fa la 1a 1a la…

While I tell of yuletide treasure, Fa la la 1a.

Fast away the old year passes, Fa 1a la la la.

Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa la la la.

Sing we joyous all together, Fa la la la 1a.

Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa la la la.