God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen



God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christ-mas day,
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When we were gone astray;

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came.
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

"Fear not," then said the angel,
"Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Savior,
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite";

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding,
In tempest, storm, and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway
This blessed babe to find:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereat this infant lay
They found him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christ-mas
All others doth deface:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.





Good Christian Men Rejoice



Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul and voice;
Give ye heed to what we say:
News! News!
Jesus Christ is born today:
Ox and ass before him bow
And He is in the manger now.
Christ is born today!
Christ is born today!

Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul and voice;
Now ye hear of endless bliss;
Joy! Joy!
Jesus Christ was born for this!
He has oped the heav'nly door
And man is blessed evermore.
Christ was born for this!
Christ was born for this!

Good Christian men, rejoice
With heart and soul and voice;
Now ye need not fear the grave;
Peace! Peace!
Jesus Christ was born to save!
Calls you one and calls you all
To gain his everlasting hall.
Christ was born to save!
Christ was born to save!





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,
Gath'ring winter fuel.

"Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know'st it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"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 pine logs hither:
Thou and I will see him dine,
When we bear them thither."
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together;
Thro' 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.





Hallelujah Chorus



Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

For the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

For the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

For the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth
The Kingdom of this world is become the Kingdom of the Lord
And of His Christ and He shall reign forever and ever
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
And He shall reign forever and ever
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah





Hark, The Herald Angels Sing
Lyrics by Charles Wesley, 1739 Music by Mendelssohn



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 angelic host proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Christ, by highest heaven adored;
Christ the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of the favored one.
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;
hail the incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King"

Hail! the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail! the Son 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
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King"





Have A Holly Jolly Christ-mas



Have a holly, jolly Christ-mas;
It's the best time of the year
I don't know if there'll be snow
But have a cup of cheer
Have a holly, Jolly Christ-mas;
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet

Oh, ho, the mistletoe
Hung where you can see;
Somebody waits for you;
Kiss her once for me
Have a holly jolly Christ-mas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh by golly
Have a holly
Jolly Christ-mas this year





Have Yourself A Merry Little Christ-mas



Have yourself a merry little Christ-mas.
Let your heart be light,
From now on our troubles
Will be out of sight.

Have yourself a merry little Christ-mas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore,
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together
If the Fates allow,
Hang a shining star
On the highest bough,
And have yourself
A merry little Christ-mas now.





Here We Come A Caroling

Here we come a-caroling
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wand'ring,
So fair to be seen.

Chorus:
Love and joy come to you,
And to your wassail too
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

We are not daily beggars
Who beg from door to door,
But we are neighbors' children,
Whom you have seen before.

repeat chorus

God bless the Master of this house,
Likewise the Mistress too
And all the little children,
That round the table go.

repeat chorus

And all your kin and kinfolk
That dwell both far and near
We wish a Merry Christ-mas
And Happy New Year.

repeat chorus





The Holly And The Ivy



The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:

Refrain
O, 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,
As white as lily flow'r,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our dear Savior:

Refrain

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To do poor sinners good:

Refrain

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
On Christ-mas Day in the morn:

Refrain

The holly bears a bark,
As bitter as the gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
For to redeem us all:

Refrain

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:

Refrain





The Huron Carol



'Twas in the moon of winter-time
When all the birds had fled,
That mighty Gitchi Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead;
Before their light the stars grew dim,
And wandering hunter heard the hymn:
"Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born,
In excelsis gloria."

Within a lodge of broken bark
The tender Babe was found,
A ragged robe of rabbit skin
Enwrapp'd His beauty round;
But as the hunter braves drew nigh,
The angel song rang loud and high...

Refrain

O children of the forest free,
O sons of Manitou,
The Holy Child of earth and heaven
Is born today for you.
Come kneel before the radiant Boy
Who brings you beauty, peace and joy.

Refrain





I Heard The Bells on Christ-mas Day
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow(1807-1882), 1867

I heard the bells on Christ-mas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th' unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head
'There is no peace on earth,' I said,
'For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.'

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
'God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.'

Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.





I Saw Three Ships



I saw three ships come sailing in,
On Christ-mas Day, on Christ-mas Day;
I saw three ships come sailing in,
On Christ-mas Day in the morning.

And what was in those ships all three,
On Christ-mas Day, on Christ-mas Day;
And what was in those ships all three,
On Christ-mas Day in the morning.

The Virgin Mary and Christ were there,
On Christ-mas Day, on Christ-mas Day;
The Virgin Mary and Christ were there,
On Christ-mas Day in the morning.

Then let us all rejoice amen,
On Christ-mas Day, on Christ-mas Day;
Then let us all rejoice amen,
On Christ-mas Day in the morning.





I Wonder As I Wander



I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus, the Savior, did come for to die.
For poor, ornery people like you and like I
I wonder as I wander
Out under the sky.

When Mary birthed Jesus, 'twas in a cows' stall,
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all.
But high from God's heaven a star's light did fall,
And the promise of ages
It did then recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing:
A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing;
Or all of God's angels in heaven to sing,
He surely could have had it,
'Cause He was the King!

I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus, the Savior, did come for to die.
For poor, ornery people like you and like I
I wonder as I wander
Out under the sky.





I'll Be Home For Christ-mas
Kim Gannon, Walter Kent (c) 1943



I'll be home for Christ-mas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
and presents on the tree

Christ-mas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I'll be home for Christ-mas
If only in my dreams





Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Infant holy, infant lowly,
For His bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing, little knowing
Christ, the babe, is Lord of all.
Swift are winging, angels singing,
Noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ the babe is Lord of all.

Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping
Vigil till the morning new
Saw the glory, heard the story,
Tidings of a gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,
Praises voicing greet the morrow:
Christ the babe was born for you.





It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
Edmund H. Sears(1810-1876), 1849



It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold!
"Peace on the earth, good will to men,
From heaven's all gracious King!
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing.
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world hath suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love song which they bring:
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing.

O ye, beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
O rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing.

For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet bards foretold,
When, with the ever-circling years,
Shall come the Age of Gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendors fling,
And all the world give back the song
Which now the angels sing.





It's Begining To Look A Lot Like Christ-mas
Wihla Hutson



It's beginning to look a lot like Christ-mas
Ev'rywhere you go
Take a look in the five-and-ten,
Glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes aglow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christ-mas
Toys in ev'ry store
But the prettiest sight to see
is the holly that will be
On your own front door

A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Janice and Jen
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again

It's beginning to look a lot like Christ-mas
Ev'rywhere you go
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel,
One in the park as well
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christ-mas
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that will make them ring
Is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart





It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
Eddie Pola, George Wyle 1963



It's the most wonderful time of the year.
With the kids jingle belling,
and everyone telling you,
"Be of good cheer,"
It's the most wonderful time of the year.

There'll be parties for hosting,
marshmallows for toasting and
caroling out in the snow.
there'll be scary ghost stories and
tales of the glories of Christ-mases
long, long ago.

It's the most wonderful time of the year.
There'll be much mistletoeing
and hearts will be glowing,
when loved ones are near.
It's the most wonderful time of the year.





Jesu, Joy Of Man's Desiring



Jesu, joy of man's desiring,
Holy wisdom love most bright,
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring,
Soar to uncreated light.

Word of God our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned.
Striving still to Truth unknown,
Soaring dying 'round Thy throne.





Jing-A-Ling

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
What fun to hear the sleigh bells jingle
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
They set your heart a tingle
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
I love to hear our laughter mingle
Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
The bells have got the snowflakes dancing
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
Ol' Dobbin's even prancing
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
The night is made for sweet romancing
Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go

Through a winter fairyland we go a-gliding
In a cotton-candy land of frozen charms
And the way the sleigh is slipping and a-sliding
Brings you sliding even closer in my arms
Can't you hear the sleigh bells asking why we're single
As we fly across the snowy hills and dells
And we're happy 'cause the sleigh bells seem to jingle
In the winter fairyland like wedding bells

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
What fun to hear the sleigh bells jingle
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
They set your heart a tingle
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
I love to hear our laughter mingle
Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
The bells have got the snowflakes dancing
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
Ol' Dobbin's even prancing
Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling
The night is made for sweet romancing
Ha, ha, ho, ho, through the snow we go

Jing, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling,
Jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling







2768