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| 2:04 | ||||
Joy to the world, the Lord is 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 Savior reigns! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy. No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found, Far as the curse is found, Far as, far as, the curse is found. 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. |
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2. |
| 3:05 | ||||
3. |
| 3:26 | ||||
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 |
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4. |
| 3:01 | ||||
(Silent night holy night)
Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace Silent night holy night all is dark save the light See the eastern wise men bring gifts and homage to our King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born Silent night (holy night) all is calm all is bright Poorest dreams from heaven afar heavenly host sing hallelujah (Christ the Savious is born Jesus the Saviour is born) Silent night holy night wonderous dark lend Thy light With the angels let us sing hallelujah hail the King Christ the Saviour is born Jesus the Saviour is born. |
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5. |
| 3:37 | ||||
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, goodwill 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 unfurl 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 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 prophets seen of old When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold When the new heaven and earth shall own the prince of peace their King And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing |
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6. |
| 2:29 | ||||
Hark! the herald angels sing,
Glory, glory to, glory to, The new born King... Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory... Glory to the new born King 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 Glory, glory, glory, (oh yeah) glory, glory Glory to the new born King Glory (glory) glory, (yeah) glory, glory... Glory... Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory... Glory... 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 new born... [Ad Libs] |
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7. |
| 2:19 | ||||
I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old familiar carols play
And wild and sweet the words repeat of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought how as the day had come the belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along unbroken song of peace on earth goodwill to men And in despair I bowed my head there is no peace on earth I said For hate is strong that mocks the song of peace on earth goodwill to men (Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt he sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail with peace on earth goodwill to men) Till ringin' singin' on its way the world revolve from night to day A voice a chime a chance so blind on earth goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead nor doubt he sleeps The wrong shall fail the right prevail with peace on earth goodwill to men |
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8. |
| 2:55 | ||||
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 Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultations, Sing, all ye citizens of heavn above; Glory to god Glory in the highest: O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the lord (the following verse is not sung on the boney m version) See how the shepherds, Summoned to his cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze; We too will thither Bend our joyful footsteps; (chorus) Yea, lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning, Jesus, to thee be glory given; Word of the father, Now in flesh appearing: O come let us adore him O come let us adore him O come let us adore him Christ the lord 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 |
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9. |
| 4:11 | ||||
10. |
| 4:37 | ||||
It happened one day near December's end,
Two neighbors called on an old friend. And they found his shop so meager and lean Made gay with thousand bows of green And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine And he said "Old friends, at dawn today, When the cock was crowing the night away The Lord appeared in a dream to me And said "I'm coming your guest to be." So I've been busy with feet astir Strewing my shop with branches of fern. The table is spread and the kettle is shined. And over the rafters the holly is twined. Now I'll wait for my Lord to appear And listen closely so I will hear His step as He nears my humble place. And I'll open the door and look on His face. So his friends went home and left Conrad alone For this was the happiest day he had known, For long since, his family had passed away And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas Day. But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas Guest This Christmas would be the dearest and best. So he listened with only joy in his heart And with every sound he would rise with a start And look for the Lord to be at his door. Like the vision he had had a few hours before. So he ran to the window after hearing a sound But all he could see on the snow covered ground Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn And all of his clothes were ragged and worn. But Conrad was touched and he went to the door And he said, "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore. I have some shoes in my shop for you And a coat that will keep you warmer too." So with grateful heart the man went away but Conrad noticed the time of day And wondered what made the Lord so late And how much longer he'd have to wait. When he heard a knock, he ran to the door But it was only a stranger once more. A bent old lady with a shawl of black With a bundle of kindling piled on her back. She asked for only a place to rest But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest. But her voice seemed to plead "Don't send me away, Let me rest for awhile on Christmas Day", So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup And told her to sit at the table and sup. But after she left he was filled with dismay For he saw that the hours were slipping away And the Lord hadn't come as he said he would. Then Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood. When out of the stillness he heard a cry “Please help me and tell me where am I?" So again he opened his friendly door And stood disappointed as twice before. It was only a child who'd wandered away And was lost from her family on Christmas Day. Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad But he knew he should make the little girl glad. So he called her in and he wiped her tears And quieted all her childish fears. Then he led her back to her home once more But as he entered his own darkened door he knew the Lord was not coming today. For the hours of Christmas had passed away So he went to his room and knelt down to pray And he said "Dear Lord, why did you delay? What kept you from coming to call on me? For I wanted so much your face to see.” When soft in the silence a voice he heard. "Lift up your head for I kept my word. Three times my shadow crossed your floor And three times I came to your lonely door. I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet And I was the woman you gave something to eat. I was the child on the homeless street. Three times I knocked, and three times I came in. And each time I found the warmth of a friend. Of all the gifts, love is the best. And I was honored to be your Christmas Guest. |