Christmas Songs

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Christmas Songs
Poet: Julie Hebert, ©2011

Christmas songs are so much fun,
I love to sing all year long.
The problem is my friends can't stand them,
I wish they'd sing along.

I know they think they should be saved,
For Christmas time at best.
But why not practice them all year,
I don't understand their request!

Christmas songs are so darn catchy,
I couldn't possibly just forget.
They will just have to get over it,
And sing with me a duet!

Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on your troubles will be out of sight.”
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Songs Say So Much
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer, ©2019

Christmas songs can say so much
They give the holiday a special touch.
They always have that familiar jingle
They even make some of us want to wiggle.

But most importantly they tell a story
One that is amazing and full of glory.
They tell of our Saviors birth.
The story has been told around the earth.

When we hear the familiar tunes sing out
Be thankful and have no doubt
Let the words of the songs
Remind you of Jesus and that you belong.

Sing We All Merrily
Poet Unknown

Sing we all merrily,
Christmas is here,
The day that we love best
Of days in the year.

Bring forth the holly,
The box and the bay,
Deck out our cottage
For glad Christmas Day.

Sing we all merrily,
Draw round the fire.
Sister and brother.
Grandson and sire.

Verses from Christmas Songs

Oh Come All Ye Faithful
Come and behold Him
Born the King of Angels!
Oh Come All Ye Faithful

I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old familiar carols play

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day
Poet: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th'unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head:
"There is no peace on earth," I said
"For hate is strong, and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
With peace on earth, good will to men."

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,
Of peace on earth, good will to men.

Away In A Manager
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
Do You Hear What I Hear
The Child, the Child sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
It Came Upon a Midnight Clear
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."
Mary's Boy Child
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ,
was born on Christmas Day.
And man will live for evermore,
because of Christmas Day.

The Old Song
Poet: A. G. R.

The angels sang in the silent night,
While the shepherds watched, and the beams were bright;
And though years like a river have flowed along,
Yet we are singing the angels' song
Peace upon earth, and to men good-will,
And glory to God, we are singing still.

They herald yet the joyful morn,
When the Prince of Peace as a child was born;
And we look back through the ages dim,
And come, like the shepherds, to worship Him;
Saviour, Redeemer, and Priest, and King,
Our hearts are the gifts that to Thee we bring.

Fir-tree and pine, and the myrtle bough.
Are woven in garlands to greet Thee now,
And the frosty sunshine of Christmas Day,
Is fairer to us than the light of May.
O Jesus! Lord of the worlds above,
Thine be the glory, and ours the love.

So shall we welcome Thee, year by year,
So shalt Thou grow in our hearts more dear,
So shall no taint of the world's alloy
Shadow the light of our Christmas joy;
While peace upon earth, and to men good-will,
And glory to God, we are singing still.

Christmas Carol
Poet: Dr. J. G. Holland

There's a song in the air!
There's a star in the sky!
There's a mother's deep prayer
And a baby's low cry!
And the star rains its fire while the Beautiful sing.
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King.

There's a tumult of joy
O'er the wonderful birth.
For the Virgin's sweet boy
Is the Lord of the earth.
Ay, the star rains its fire and the Beautiful sing,
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King.

In the light of that star
Lie the ages impearled;
And that song from afar
Has swept over the world.
Every heart is aflame and the Beautiful sing
In the homes of the nations, that Jesus is King.

We rejoice in the light,
And we echo the song
That comes down through the night
From the heavenly throng.
Ay, we shout to the lovely evangel they bring,
And we greet in His cradle our Saviour and King.

A Christmas Hymn
Poet: Alfred Domett

It was the calm and silent night!
Seven hundred years and fifty-three
Had Rome been growing up to-night.
And now was Queen of land and sea!
No sound was heard of clashing wars.
Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain;
Apollo, Pallas, Jove and Mars
Held undisturbed their ancient reign,
In the solemn midnight,
Centuries ago!

'Twas in the calm and silent night!
The senator of haughty Rome
Impatient urged his chariot's flight,
From lordly revel rolling home.
Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell
His breast with thoughts of boundless sway;
What recked the Roman what befell
A paltry province far away, -
In the solemn midnight,
Centuries ago!

Within that province far away
Went plodding home a weary boor;
A streak of light before him lay.
Fallen through a half-shut stable door
Across his path. He paused, for naught
Told what was going on within;
How keen the stars, his only thought;
The air how calm, and cold, and thin, -
In the solemn midnight.
Centuries ago!

O strange indifference! - Low and high
Drowsed over common joys and cares;
The earth was still, but knew not why;
The world was listening, - unawares!
How calm a moment may precede
One that shall thrill the world forever!
To that still moment none could heed,
Man's doom was linked, no more to sever,-
In the solemn midnight,
Centuries ago!

It is the calm and silent night!
A thousand bells ring out, and throw
Their joyous peals abroad, and smite
The darkness, charmed and holy now!
The night that erst no name had worn,
To it a happy name is given;
For in that stable lay, new-bom.
The peaceful Prince of earth and heaven,
In the solemn midnight.
Centuries ago!

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