1.angels We Have Heard On High
1.angels We Have Heard On High
1.angels We Have Heard On High
Angels We Have Heard On High The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus, no crying He
Angels we have heard on high makes.
Sweetly singing o'er the plain I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from
And the mountains in reply the sky,
Echoing their joyous strains And stay by my cradle till morning is
nigh.
Glo-o-o-o-ria, In excelsis Deo
Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to
Shepards, why this jubilee stay,
Why your joyous song prolong Close by me forever, and love me, I
What the gladsome tidings be pray.
That inspire your heavenly song Bless all the dear children in Thy tender
care,
Glo-o-o-o-ria, In excelsis Deo And take us to heaven to live with Thee
there.
Oh, come to Bethlehem and see
Him whose birth the angels sing,
Come on adore on bended knee 3.Deck the Halls
Christ, the Lord, our newborn King
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Glo-o-o-o-ria, In excelsis Deo Fa la la la la la la la la.
'Tis the season to be jolly,
See him in a manger laid Fa la la la la la la la la.
Whom the angels praise above; Don we now our gay apparel,
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, Fa la la la la la la la la.
While we raise our hearts in love. Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Glo-o-o-o-ria, In excelsis Deo
See the blazing Yule before us,
2.Away in a Manger Fa la la la la la la la la.
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, Fa la la la la la la la la.
The little Lord Jesus laid down His Follow me in merry measure,
sweet head. Fa la la la la la la la la.
The stars in the bright sky looked down While I tell of Yuletide treasure,
where He lay, Fa la la la la la la la la.
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la la la la la. This star drew nigh to the north-west,
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, O'er Bethlehem it took it's rest,
Fa la la la la la la la la. And there it did both stop and stay,
Sing we joyous all together, Right over the place where Jesus lay.
Fa la la la la la la la la.
Heedless of the wind and weather, Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King
Fa la la la la la la la la. of Israel.
They looked up and saw a star Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King
Shining in the east beyond them far, of Israel.
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
5.God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King
of Israel. God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
And by the light of that same star Remember Christ our Savior
Three wise men came from the country Was born on Christmas Day;
far; To save us all from Satan's power
To seek for a king was their intent, When we were gone astray.
And to follow the star wherever it went.
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King and joy
of Israel. O tidings of comfort and joy.
In Bethlehem, in Israel, Underneath the mountain,
This blessed Babe was born, Right against the forest fence,
And laid within a manger By Saint Agnes' fountain.”
Upon this blessed morn;
The which His Mother Mary “Bring me flesh and bring me wine,
Did nothing take in scorn. Bring me pine logs hither;
Thou and I will see him dine,
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort When we bear them thither.”
and joy Page and monarch forth they went,
O tidings of comfort and joy. Forth they went together,
Through the rude wind's wild lament
From God our heav’nly Father And the bitter weather.
A blessed angel came;
And unto certain shepherds “Sire, the night is darker now,
Brought tidings of the same; And the wind blows stronger;
How that in Bethlehem was born Fails my heart, I know not how,
The Son of God by name. I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, good my page,
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort Tread thou in them boldly;
and joy Thou shalt find the winter's rage
O tidings of comfort and joy. Freeze thy blood less coldly.”
“Hither, page, and stand by me, Hark! the herald angels sing,
If thou know'st it, telling, Glory to the newborn King;
Yonder peasant, who is he? Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
Where and what his dwelling?” God and sinners reconciled!
“Sire, he lives a good league hence, Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies; Still through the cloven skies they come,
With th’angelic host proclaim, With peaceful wings unfurled,
Christ is born in Bethlehem. And still their heavenly music floats
Hark! the herald angels sing, O'er all the weary world;
Glory to the newborn King. Above its sad and lowly plains,
Christ, by highest heav’n adored, They bend on hovering wing,
Christ, the everlasting Lord, And ever over its Babel sounds
Late in time behold Him come, The blessed angels sing.
Offspring of a virgin's womb.
Veil’d in flesh the Godhead see, O ye, beneath life's crushing load,
Hail th’incarnate Deity! Whose forms are bending low,
Pleased as man with men to dwell, Who toil along the climbing way
Jesus our Emmanuel! With painful steps and slow,
Hark! the herald angels sing, Look now, for glad and golden hours
Glory to the newborn King. Come swiftly on the wing.
Oh rest beside the weary road,
Hail, the heav’n born Prince of Peace! And hear the angels sing.
Hail, the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings, For lo! the days are hastening on,
Ris’n with healing in His wings. By prophets seen of old,
Mild he lays his glory by, When with the ever-circling years,
Born that man no more may die, Shall come the time foretold,
Born to raise the sons of earth, When peace shall over all the earth
Born to give them second birth. Its ancient splendors fling,
Hark! the herald angels sing, And the whole world send back the song
Glory to the newborn King. Which now the angels sing.
It came upon the midnight clear, Joy to the world! the Lord is come;
That glorious song of old, Let earth receive her King;
From angels bending near the earth, Let every heart prepare him room,
To touch their harps of gold: And heaven and nature sing,
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, And heaven and nature sing,
From heaven’s all gracious King." And heaven, and heaven and nature
The world in solemn stillness lay, sing.
To hear the angels sing.
Joy to the world! the Savior reigns;
Let men their songs employ; O come, let us adore Him,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and O come, let us adore Him,
plains O come, let us adore Him,
Repeat the sounding joy, Christ, the Lord.
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy. Yea Lord, we greet Thee,
No more let sin and sorrows grow, Born this holy morning,
Nor thorns infest the ground; Jesus! to Thee be glory given!
He comes to make His blessings flow Word of the Father, now in flesh
Far as the curse is found, appearing:
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as the curse is found. O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
He rules the world with truth and grace, O come, let us adore Him,
And makes the nations prove Christ, the Lord
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love, 11.O Little Town of Bethlehem
And wonders, wonders of His love.
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
10.O Come, All Ye Faithful Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
O Come, All Ye Faithful, Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Joyful and triumphant, The everlasting Light;
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem. The hopes and fears of all the years
Come and behold Him, Are met in thee tonight.
Born the King of Angels;
For Christ is born of Mary
O come, let us adore Him, And gathered all above,
O come, let us adore Him, While mortals sleep, the angels keep
O come, let us adore Him, Their watch of wond’ring love.
Christ, the Lord. O morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth,
Sing, choirs of angels, And praises sing to God the King,
Sing in exultation, And Peace to men on earth!
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above.
Glory to God in the Highest! How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts 13.We Three Kings
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming, We three kings of Orient are;
But in this world of sin, Bearing gifts, we traverse afar
Where meek souls will receive Him still, Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
The dear Christ enters in. Following yonder star.
O holy Child of Bethlehem! O star of wonder, star of night,
Descend to us, we pray; Star with royal beauty bright,
Cast out our sin and enter in, Westward leading still proceeding,
Be born to us today. Guide us to Thy perfect light.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell; Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,
O come to us, abide with us, Gold I bring, to crown Him again,
Our Lord Immanuel! King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.