Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight through all the earth;
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth:
Gloria…
In Excelsis Day O.

Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant Light;
Gloria…
In Excelsis Day O.

Sages, leave your contemplation,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star;
Gloria…
In Excelsis Deo.

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's powers
When we were gone astray
Glad tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
Glad tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
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 Saviour
Of a pure Virgin bright,
To free 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

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 Christmas
All other doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

See amid the winter's snow,
Born for us on earth below,
See the tender Lamb appears,
Promised from eternal years.

Hail, thou ever-blessed morn!
Hail, redemption's happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Say, ye holy shepherds, say
What your joyful news today;
Wherefore have ye left your sheep
On the lonely mountain steep?

Hail, thou ever-blessed morn!
Hail, redemption's happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Sacred infant, all divine,
What a tender love was thine,
Thus to come from highest bliss
Down to such a world as this.

Hail, thou ever-blessed morn!
Hail, redemption's happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Il est ne, le divin Enfant,
Jouez, hautbois, resonnez, musettes;
Il est ne, le divin Enfant;
Chantons tous son avenement!

Depuis plus de quatre mille ans,
Nous le promettaient les Prophetes;
Depuis plus de quatre mille ans,
Nous attendions cet heureux temps.
Il est ne, le divin Enfant...

Ah! qu'll est beau, qu'il est charmant,
Que ses graces sont parfaites!
Ah! qu'll est beau, qu'll est charmant,
Qu'il est doux le divin Enfant!
Il est ne, le divin Enfant...

Une etable est son logement,
Un peu de paille, sa couchette,
Une etable est son logement,
Pour un Dieu, quel abaissement!
Il est ne, le divin Enfant...

O Jesus! O Roi tout puissant!
Tout petit enfant que vous etes,
O Jesus! O Roi tout puissant!
Regnez sur nous entierement!
Il est ne, le divin Enfant...

The First Noel, the Angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay a keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!


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.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
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.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!

Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord
That hath made Heaven and earth of nought
And with his blood mankind has bought.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!

Lullay Lullay
My little tiny child
By By Lullay Lullay

Lullay lullay
My Little Tiny child
By By Lullay Lullay

O Sisters Two
How may we do
For to preserve this day?

This poor youngling
For whom we do sing
By by lullay lullay

Herod the King,
In his raging,
Charged he hath this day

His men of might,
In his own sight
All children young to slay

Then woe is me,
Poor child for thee
And ever mourn and say

For thy parting,
Not say nor sing
By by lullay lullay

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown
Of all the trees that are in the wood
The holly bears the crown
Oh the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a blossom
As white as lily flower
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our sweet Saviour
Oh the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do poor sinners good
Oh the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn;
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
Oh the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall;
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all.
Oh the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ
Sweet singing of the choir

The holly and the ivy
Now both are full well grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.

In the bleak midwinter,
frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Our God, heaven cannot hold Him,
nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
when He comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter
a stable place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.
What can I give Him,
poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd,
I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man,
I would do my part;
Yet what I can give Him: give my heart.

As Joseph was a-walking
He heard an Angel sing:
"This night shall be the birth time
Of Christ our Heavenly King;

He Neither shall be borned
In housen nor in hall
Nor in the place of paradise
But in an ox’s stall

Allelulah!

"He neither shall be clothed
In purple nor in pall;
But in the fair white linen
As usen babies all.

"He neither shall be rocked,
In silver nor in gold;
But in a wooden cradle
That rocks upon the mould

Allelulah!

"He neither shall be christen'd
In white wine nor in red;
But with the fair spring water,
With which we were christened."

As Joseph was a-walking
He heard the angel sing
This night shall be the birth time
Of Christ the heavenly king

Allelulah!

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy 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 his His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel 

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 Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour 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
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth

How Many mountains must you face
Before you learn to climb
I’m gonna give you what it takes
My Universal Child

I’m gonna try to find a way
To keep you safe from harm
I’m gonna build a special place
A shelter from the storm
And I can see you you’re everywhere
Your portrait fills the sky
I’m gonna wrap my arms around you
My universal child
And when I look into your eyes
So innocent and pure
I see the shadows of the things
That you’ve had to endure
I see the tracks
Of every tear that ran right down your face
I see the hurt
I see the pain
I see the human race

And I can feel you
You’re everywhere
Shining like the sun
And I wish to god
That kids like you
Could be like everyone
How many tumbles
Must it take
Before you learn to fly
I’m gonna help you
Spread your wings
My Universal Child

I’m gonna help you find a way
To keep you safe from harm
We’re gonna build a special place
A shelter from the storm
I can feel you
You’re everywhere
Shining like the sun
And I wish to god
That kids like you
Could be like everyone