Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born 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 new-born King!”
Christ by highest heav’n adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail the incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! The herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!”
Hail the heav’n-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 new-born King!”
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.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
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.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
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.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
Born is the King of Israel!
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.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
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 hath bought.
Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell!
Born is the King of Israel!
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 first saw 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!
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth!
Once in royal David’s city
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 little child.
He came down to earth 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 mean and lowly
lived on earth our Saviour holy.
And through all his wondrous childhood
he would honour and obey,
love and watch the gentle mother
in whose tender arms he lay:
Christian children all must be
mild, obedient, good as he.
For he is our childhood’s pattern:
day by day like us he grew.
He was little, weak and helpless,
tears and smiles like us he knew;
And he feeleth for our sadness,
and he shareth in all our gladness.
And our eyes at last shall see him,
through his own redeeming love,
for that child so dear and gentle
is our Lord in heaven above;
and he leads his children on
to the place where he is gone.
Not in that poor lowly stable
with the oxen standing by,
we shall see him, but in heaven,
set at God’s right hand on high;
When like stars his children crowned
All in white shall wait around.
Joy to the world – the Lord has come!
let earth receive her king,
let every heart prepare him room
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven, and heaven and nature sing!
Joy to the world – the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ,
while fields and floods and hills and plains
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
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 of his love,
and wonders, wonders of his love.
and wonders, wonders of his love.
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.
O morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth.
And praises sing to God the King
And peace to all the earth.
For Christ is born of Mary
And gathered all above.
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love.
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 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.
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down His sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky
Look down where He lay.
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing.
The baby awakes.
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes.
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky.
And stay by my side
until morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus.
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care,
And fit us for Heaven
To live with Thee there.
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen,
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 bare sufficed
The Lord God incarnate,
Jesus Christ.
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled the air;
But his mother only,
In her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Belov-ed
With a kiss.
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 I give Him —
Give my heart.
It came upon a 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 has 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!
For lo! the days are hastening on by prophet bards foretold,
When, with the ever circling years comes round the age of gold;
When Peace shall over all the earth, its ancient splendours fling,
And the whole world give back the song, which now the angels sing.
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.
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord!
God of God, Light of Light.
Lo, He abhors not the Virgin’s womb
Very God
Begotten, not created.
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord!
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation.
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God
In the highest!
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord!
We’ll give him all the glory
We’ll give him all the glory
We’ll give him all the glory
Christ the Lord!
For He alone is worthy
For He alone is worthy
For He alone is worthy
Christ the Lord!
Come they told me
Pa rum pum pum-pum.
A new-born King to see
Pa rum pum pum-pum.
Our finest gifts we bring
Pa rum pum pum-pum.
To lay before the king
Pa rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum.
So to honour Him
Pa rum pum pum-pum
When we come.
Little baby
Pa rum pum pum-pum
I am a poor boy too
Pa rum pum pum-pum
I have no gift to bring
Pa rum pum pum-pum
That’s fit to give our King
Pa rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum
Shall I play for you
Pa rum pum pum-pum
Me and my drum.
Mary nodded
Pa rum pum pum-pum
The ox and lamb kept time
Pa rum pum pum-pum
I played my drum for Him
Pa rum pum pum-pum
I played my best for Him
Pa rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum
Rum pum pum-pum
Then He smiled at me
Pa rum pum pum-pum
Me and my drum.
Oh holy night
The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error, pining
‘Til He appeared and the soul felt it’s worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn’.
Fall on your knees, oh, hear the Angels’ voices.
Oh, night divine, oh, night when Christ was born.
Oh, night divine, oh, night, oh night divine. (x2)
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
A partridge in a pear tree
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Five golden rings, four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming
Six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the ninth day of Christmas
Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping
Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping
Ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking
Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings
Four calling birds, three French hens
Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin.
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!
Oh, bring us some figgy pudding
Oh, bring us some figgy pudding
Oh, bring us some figgy pudding
And bring it right here!
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin.
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year.
We won’t go until we get some
We won’t go until we get some
We won’t go until we get some
So bring it right here!
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin.
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!
We all like our figgy pudding
We all like our figgy pudding
We all like our figgy pudding
With all its good cheer!
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin.
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year!
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There’s just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you.
I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won’t make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby
I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish for snow
I’m just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won’t make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won’t even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeer click
‘Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you.
You baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children’s
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won’t you bring me the one I really need
Won’t you please bring my baby to me
Oh, I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want him for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas
Is You
All I want for Christmas is you baby
All I want for Christmas is you baby
Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o’er all the earth;
Ye who sang creation’s story,
Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!
Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
Watching o’er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant Light;
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!
Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
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 altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!