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Angels From The Realm Of Glory
Angels We Take Heard On High
Away In a Manger
Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella
Do You Hear What I Hear
Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains
Go, Tell It On The Mountain
God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen
Good Christian Men, Rejoice
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
I Heard the Bells on Christmas Twenty-four hour period
Information technology Came Upon The Midnight Articulate
Joy To The World
O Come, All Ye Faithful
O Holy Dark
O Trivial Town of Bethlehem
Once In Regal David's City
Silent Dark
The First Noel
The Shepherd's Carol (round)
We Three Kings of Orient Are
What Kid Is This?
When Joseph Went To Bethlehem
While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks
With Wondering Awe

Angels From The Realm Of Glory

Angels from the realms of glory Wing your flight over all the earth Ye, who sang creations story Now proclaim Messiah's birth Come up and worship, come up and worship Worship Christ the newborn King Shepherds in the fields abiding Watching over your flocks by night God with man is at present residing Yonder shines the Baby low-cal Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ the newborn Rex Sages leave your contemplations Brighter visions beam distant Seek the great Desire of nations Ye have seen His natal star Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ the newborn King Saints before the change bending Watching long in promise and fear Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear Come and worship, come up and worship Worship Christ the newborn King

Angels We Have Heard On High

French carol, ca. 1862

Angels we have heard on loftier Sweetly singing over the plains And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous strains. Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Shepherds, why this Jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song? Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Come to Bethlehem and encounter Him whose birth the angels sing; Come up, admire on bended knee Christ, the Lord, the newborn King Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Run across Him in a manger laid Jesus, Lord of sky and earth! Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, With united states of america sing our Savior's nascence. Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o Glo-ori-a In excelsis de-o

Away In a Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for His bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet caput; The stars in the heavens looked down where He lay, The fiddling Lord Jesus comatose on the hay. The cattle are lowing, the poor Baby wakes, But piffling Lord Jesus, no crying He makes. I beloved Thee, Lord Jesus; look down from the heaven And stay by my cradle till morning time is near. Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay Shut by me forever and honey me I pray! Anoint all the dear children in Thy tender care, And fit united states for Heaven to alive with Thee there. Away in a manger, no crib for His bed, The footling Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head; The stars in the heavens looked downward where He lay, The footling Lord Jesus comatose on the hay.

Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella

French carol, ca. 1553

Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella Bring a torch, come swiftly and run Christ is built-in, tell the folk of the hamlet Jesus is sleeping in His cradle Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son Hasten now, good folk of the village Hasten at present, the Christ Kid to see You will detect Him asleep in the manger Quietly come up and whisper softly Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps

Do You Hear What I Hear

Said the night wind to the little lamb, do you see what I see Way upwardly in the sky, petty lamb, do yous run across what I see A star, a star, dancing in the nighttime With a tail as big every bit a kite With a tail as large equally a kite Said the piddling lamb to the shepherd boy, do you hear what I hear Ringing through the sky, shepherd male child, practise you hear what I hear A song, a song, high above the copse With a voice as big every bit the sea With a voice as big as the sea Said the shepherd boy to the mighty rex, do you know what I know In your palace warm, mighty rex, do you know what I know A Child, a Child shivers in the cold Allow us bring Him argent and gold Let us bring Him silver and gold Said the king to the people everywhere, listen to what I say Pray for peace, people everywhere! listen to what I say The Kid, the Child, sleeping in the night He volition bring us goodness and low-cal He will bring united states of america goodness and light

Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains

John Menzies Macfarlane(1833-1892), 1869

Far, far abroad on Judea'southward plains, Shepherds of old heard the joyous strains: Glory to God, Glory to God, Celebrity to God in the highest: Peace on earth, good-will to men; Peace on earth, skillful-will to men! Sweet are these strains of redeeming love, Message of mercy from sky above: Glory to God, Celebrity to God, Glory to God in the highest: Peace on earth, skilful-will to men; Peace on earth, Lord, with the angels we also would rejoice, Help us to sing with the heart and voice: Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest: Peace on globe, proficient-will to men; Peace on earth, skilful-will to men! Hasten the time when, from every clime, Men shall unite in the strains sublime: Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest: Peace on earth, good-will to men; Peace on earth, adept-will to men!

Go, Tell It On The Mount

While shepherds kept their watching Over silent flocks by night, Behold throughout the heavens, There shone a holy light: Go, Tell It On The Mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go, Tell It On The Mount That Jesus Christ is born. The shepherds feared and trembled When lo! above the earth Rang out the affections chorus That hailed our Saviour's nativity: Get, Tell Information technology On The Mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Become, Tell It On The Mountain That Jesus Christ is born. Downward in a lowly manger Our humble Christ was born And God send us salvation, That blessed Christmas morn: Go, Tell It On The Mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go, Tell It On The Mount That Jesus Christ is born. When I am a seeker, I seek both night and twenty-four hours; I seek the Lord to assistance me, And He shows me the way: Go, Tell It On The Mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Become, Tell It On The Mountain That Jesus Christ is born. He made me a watchman Upon the city wall, And if I am a Christian, I am the to the lowest degree of all. Become, Tell It On The Mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Get, Tell Information technology On The Mountain That Jesus Christ is born.

God Remainder Ye Merry, Gentlemen

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen, Let nil yous dismay; Think Christ, our Saviour, Was born on Christmas day, To save united states all from Satan's power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy. In Bethlehem, in Jewry, This blessed Infant was built-in, And laid inside a manger, Upon this blessed morn; That which His Mother Mary, Did zip take in scorn. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of condolement and joy. From God our Heavenly Father, A blest Affections came; And unto sure Shepherds Brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God past Name. O tidings of comfort and joy, condolement and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy. "Fear not," and then said the Angel, "permit nil you affright, This day is born a Saviour Of pure Virgin bright, To gratuitous all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." 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, The Son of God to find. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of condolement and joy. And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, They found Him in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His Mother Mary kneeling down, Unto the Lord did pray. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy. At present to the Lord sing praises, All you lot inside this place, And with truthful love and alliance Each other at present comprehend; This holy tide of Christmas All other doth deface. O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy.

Good Christian Men, Rejoice

John Mason Neale, 19th century

Good Christian men, rejoice With heart and soul and voice; Give ye listen to what we say:   News! News!   Jesus Christ is built-in today: Ox and donkey before him bow And He is in the manger at present.   Christ is built-in today!   Christ is born today! Expert Christian men, rejoice With centre and soul and vocalization; Now ye hear of endless bliss;   Joy! Joy!   Jesus Christ was born for this! He has oped the heav'nly door And human is blessed evermore.   Christ was built-in for this!   Christ was built-in for this! Proficient Christian men, rejoice With centre and soul and voice; Now ye need not fear the grave;   Peace! Peace!   Jesus Christ was built-in to salve! Calls you one and calls you all To proceeds his everlasting hall.   Christ was born to save!   Christ was born to save!

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

Charles Wesley(1707-1788), 1739

Hark! the herald angels sing "Glory to the newborn Male monarch Peace on earth and mercy balmy, God and sinners reconciled!" Joyful, all ye nations rise; Join the triumph of the skies; With angelic host proclaim "Christ is built-in in Bethlehem!" Hark! the herald angels sing "Celebrity to the newborn Rex!" Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ the everlasting Lord; Belatedly in time behold Him come, Offspring of the favored one. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead run into; 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. Balmy He lays His glory by, born that man no more than may die; Born to raise the sons of earth, born to requite them second nascency Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King"

I Heard the Bells on Christmas 24-hour interval

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow(1807-1882), 1867

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day Their one-time familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on globe, skillful will to men. I idea how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along the unbroken vocal Of peace on earth, good volition to men. And in despair I bowed my head: "There is no peace on globe," I said, "For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on world, good will to men." Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep; The wrong shall neglect, the correct prevail, With peace on earth, good will to men." Till, ringing singing, on its mode, The world revolved from nighttime to twenty-four hour period, A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, Of peace on globe, good volition to men!

It Came Upon The Midnight Clear

Edmund H. Sears(1810-1876), 1849

Information technology came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of former, From angels bending near the earth With news of joy foretold, "Peace on the globe, adept volition to men From heaven's all gracious Rex." The world in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing. Yet through the cloven skies they come, Love'southward imprint all unfurled; And however their heavenly music floats Over all the weary world. Higher up its distressing and lowly plains One-time echoes plaintive ring, And ever over its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. Notwithstanding with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long; Beneath the Angel-strain accept rolled Two thousand years of wrong; And man at war with human being hears not The beloved-song which they bring; O! hush the dissonance, ye men of strife, And hear the Angels sing. O ye, beneath life's burdensome load Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow; Await now! for glad and gold hours Come swiftly on the wing; O balance abreast the weary road And hear the angels sing. For lo! the days are hastening on, Past prophets seen of former, When with the ever-circling years Shall come the fourth dimension foretold, When the new heaven and globe shall ain The Prince of Peace their King, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing.

Joy To The World

Isaac Watts(1674-1748)

Joy to the world! The Lord is come. Let world receive her King Allow every eye Prepare Him room And Saints and angels sing And Saints and angels sing And Saints and Saints and angels sing Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns Allow Saints their songs utilize While fields and floods rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy Repeat, Repeat, the sounding joy Joy to the world with truth and grace And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness And wonders of His honey And wonders of His dearest And wonders and wonders of His dear No more than will sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He'll come and brand the blessings flow Far as the curse was found, Far as the curse was found, Far as, far as the curse was found. He rules the world with truth and grace, And gives to nations proof The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love; And wonders of His love; And wonders, wonders of His love. Rejoice! Rejoice in the Most High, While Israel spreads abroad Like stars that glitter in the sky, And e'er worship God, And ever worship God, And always, and ever worship God.

O Come up, All Ye Faithful

Attributed to John Francis Wade(ca. 1711-1786)

O come up, all ye true-blue, Joyful and triumphant, O come up ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him Born the King of angels; O come, let the states admire Him, O come, let usa adore Him, O come up, let united states of america adore Him, Christ, the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of sky to a higher place; Celebrity to God, Glory in the highest; O come, let united states of america adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come up, allow us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, Born this happy morning, Jesus, to Thee be all glory given; Son of the Father, At present in flesh appearing; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let united states of america adore Him, O come, allow us adore Him, Christ, the Lord.

O Holy Night

J.Due south.Dwight & A.C.Adam, 19th Century

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of our dear Savior's nativity! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary globe rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O dark when Christ was built-in! O night divine, O nighttime, O nighttime divine! Led past the light of Religion serenely beaming, With glowing hearts past His cradle we stand. So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming, Here came the wise men from Orient land. The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our Friend! He knows our demand, To our weakness no stranger; Behold your King! Before the lowly bend! Behold your Male monarch! your King! before Him bend. Truly He taught us to love 1 some other; His police force is love and His gospel is peace. Chains shall He intermission for the slave is our blood brother And in His name all oppression shall cease. Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, Permit all inside us praise His holy name! Christ is the Lord, Oh praise His name forever, His pow'r and glory evermore proclaim His pow'r and celebrity evermore proclaim.

O Little Town of Bethlehem

Phillips Brooks(1835-1893), 1868

O little town of Bethlehem, How even so we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; All the same in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Calorie-free; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is built-in of Mary, And, gathered all above While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering dearest. O morn stars, together Proclaim the holy birth. And praises sing to God the King. And peace to men on world. How silently, how silently The wondrous gift is given! Then 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, notwithstanding The beloved Christ enters in. Where children, pure and happy, Pray to the Blessed Kid; Where misery cries out to thee, Son of the Female parent mild; Where charity stands watching, And religion holds broad the door, The dark night wakes, the glory breaks, and Christmas comes once again. O Holy Child of Bethlehem, Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in; Be built-in in us today! We hear the Christmas angels The dandy glad tidings tell; O come to united states of america, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel!

In one case In Royal David's City

Cecil Frances Alexander(1818-1895)

In one case in regal David's metropolis, stood a lowly cattle shed, where a mother laid her baby in a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her picayune child. He came downwards to world from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, and His cradle was a stall; With the poor and meek and lowly, lived on earth our Savior holy. And through all His wondrous childhood, He would award and obey, Dearest and sentry the lowly mother, in whose gentle arms He lay. Christian children all should be, mild, obedient, good every bit He. For He is our child-hood's pattern, Day past day like us He grew, He was trivial, weak, and helpless, Tears and smiles like us He knew, And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our gladness. And our eyes at terminal shall come across Him, through His own redeeming beloved; For that child then dear and gentle, is our Lord in sky above, And He leads His children on, to the place where He is gone. Not in that poor lowly stable, with the oxen standing past, Nosotros shall run across Him, but in heaven, set at God's correct paw on high; When similar stars His children crowned, all in white shall exist around.

Silent Dark

Joseph Mohr(1792-1848), 1818

Silent nighttime, holy night! All is calm, All is vivid Circular yon Virgin, Mother and Child Holy Babe then Tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent nighttime, holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight! Glories stream from heaven afar; Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia! Christ the Saviour is born! Christ the Saviour is born! Silent dark, holy night! Wondrous star, lend thy lite! With the angels let us sing Alleluia to our King! Christ the Saviour is here, Jesus the Saviour is here! 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 nascency; Jesus Lord at thy birth.

The First Noel

English ballad, 17th century

The first Noel the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields equally they lay, In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter'southward dark that was so deep. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Born is the Male monarch of State of israel! They looked up and saw a star Shining in the East across them far, And to the earth it gave great calorie-free, And and then it continued both twenty-four hour period and night. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Born is the King of Israel! And past the light of that same star 3 wise men came from land far, To seek for a King was their intent And to follow the star wherever it went. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Born is the King of Israel! This star drew nigh to the northwest Over Bethlehem information technology took its rest, And there it did both end and stay Correct over the place where Jesus lay. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Built-in is the King of Israel! Then did they know convincingly Within that firm the King did lie: 1 entered in then for to run into, And found the Babe in poverty: Noel Noel Noel Noel! Born is the Male monarch of Israel! So entered in those wise men three Full reverently upon their articulatio genus, And offered at that place in His presence Their gold, and myrrh and frankincense. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Born is the King of Israel! Then allow usa all with i accord Sing praises to our heavenly Lord, That hath fabricated heaven and world of zippo And with His blood mankind hath bought. Noel Noel Noel Noel! Built-in is the King of Israel!

The Shepherd's Carol (round)

Mary, Mary hush, encounter the Kid Joseph, Joseph, look come across how mild This is Jesus; this is our King This is our Savior, his praises nosotros sing.

We Iii Kings

[all] We three kings of orient are, begetting gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star. O star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright. West leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. [Melchior] Born a Male monarch on Bethlehem'due south plain, Aureate I bring to crown Him over again King for ever, ceasing never over us all to reign. [all] O star of wonder, star of night, star with regal beauty bright. West leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect calorie-free. [Casper] Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh Prayer and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God most loftier. [all] O star of wonder, star of night, star with purple beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide u.s.a. to thy perfect low-cal. [Balthazar] Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume breathes a life of gathering gloom. Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in the stone cold tomb. [all] O star of wonder, star of night, star with royal dazzler bright. Westward leading, all the same proceeding, Guide u.s. to thy perfect light. Glorious now behold Him arise, Rex and God and Sacrifice! Al-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-ia, sky to earth replies. O star of wonder, star of night, star with regal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect low-cal.

What Kid Is This?

William Chatterton Dix, published ca. 1865

What Child is this, who laid to residuum, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds sentinel 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 donkey are feeding? Good Christian, fear: for sinners hither, The silent Word is pleading. This, this is Christ the Rex Whom shepherds guard and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary. Nails, spear, shall pierce Him through, The Cantankerous be borne, for me, for you: Hail, hail, the Word made flesh, The Babe, the Son of Mary! This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds baby-sit and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Baby, the Son of Mary. And then bring Him incense, gold and myrrh; Come up peasant, rex to ain Him. The King of Kings salvation brings; Allow loving hearts enthrone Him. This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Baby, the Son of Mary. Raise, raise, the vocal on high, The Virgin sings her lullaby: Joy joy for Christ is born, The Baby, the Son of Mary! This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary.

When Joseph Went To Bethlehem

When Joseph went to Bethlehem I remember he took great care To place his tools and shut his store and leave no shavings there. He urged the donkey forward, and so, with Mary on its dorsum, And carried staff of life and caprine animal cheese in a little linen sack. I think at that place at the decorated inn that he was meek and milk And awed to be the guardian of Mary's sacred Child. Possibly all through the dank hours he smoothed the swaddling bands, And Jesus felt the repose strength of Joseph's gentle easily. And close beside the manger bed he dimmed the lantern's light, And held the little Jesus close upon that holy night.

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks

Nahum Tate(1652-1715), ca. 1700

While shepherds watched their flocks past night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came downwardly, And glory shone around. "Fright not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, "Glad tidings of nifty joy I bring To yous and all flesh." "To y'all, in David's town this mean solar day, Is born of David's line The Savior who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign: The heavenly Babe you at that place shall find To homo view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God and thus Addressed their blithesome song: "All celebrity be to God on high And on the earth exist peace, Goodwill henceforth from heaven to men Brainstorm and never stop."

With Wondering Awe

With wondering awe the wise men saw The star in sky springing, And with delight, in peaceful dark, They heard the angel singing: Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to His proper noun! By light of star they traveled far To seek the lowly manger, A humble bed wherein was laid The wondrous fiddling Stranger. Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to His name! And however is institute, the world around, The old and hallowed story, And still is sung in every tongue The angels' song of glory: Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to His proper name! The heavenly star its rays afar On every land is throwing, And shall not cease till holy peace In all the world is growing. Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to His name!

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