Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride in a
One horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one
Horse open sleigh

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
Over the hills we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on Bobtails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight

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

Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
Now bring us some figgy pudding
And bring some out here

Good tidings we bring to you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

For we all like figgy pudding
We all like figgy pudding
We all like figgy pudding
So bring some out here

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 (x3)
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 (x3)
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 (x3)
Christ the Lord!

Ding Dong! Merrily on high
In heaven the bells are ringing
Ding Dong! Verily the sky
Is riven with angels singing:

Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

E'en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And "Io, io, io!"
By priest and people sungen.

Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

Pray you, dutifully prime
Your matin chime, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rime
Your eve time song, ye singers.

Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

God rest you merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Saviour
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us 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!

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!

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!

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 efface:

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy!
O tidings of comfort and joy!

We three Kings of Orient are
Bearing 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
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

Born a King on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship Him, God most high

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and Sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia
Earth to heaven replies

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

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 the angelic host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem

Hark! The herald angels sing
Glory to the new born King

Christ, by highest heaven 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 heaven-born Prince of peace!
Hail the Sun 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

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 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 in us today,
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell,
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel.

While shepherds watched
Their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

“Fear not,” said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind;
“Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind.”

“To you, in David’s town this day,
Is born of David’s line
A Saviour who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sign:

The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human 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, who thus
Addressed their joyful song:

“All glory be to God on high
And on the earth be peace.
Goodwill henceforth from heaven to men
Begin and never cease.”

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!

Christ the Son of Righteousness shine upon us
Scatter the darkness from before our path,
And make us ready to meet him when he comes in glory;

and the blessing of God Almighty, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, be among us and remain with us always.

Amen.

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And heav’n and nature sing.
And heav’n and nature sing.
And heav’n, and heav’n and nature sing.

Joy to the earth, the Saviour 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.

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, and wonder of His love.

On the … day of Christmas
My true love gave to me

[and] A partridge in a pear tree!

Two turtle doves,

Three French hens,

Four calling birds,

Five gold rings,

Six geese a-laying,

Seven swans a-swimming,

Eight maids a-milking,

Nine ladies dancing,

Ten lords a-leaping,

Eleven pipers piping,

Twelve drummers drumming.