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Christmas Lyrics
Christmas Songs, Carols and Hymns!!
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Christmas Lyrics On This Page:
Carol for the Children
Carol of the Bells
Carol, Sweetly Carol
Children Go Where I Send Thee
Christ is Born
(The) Christmas Ball
Christmas Bells
Christmas in Killarney
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Carol for the Children
- Author unknown
God rest you merry, Innocents,
Let nothing you dismay,
Let nothing wound an eager heart
Upon this Christmas day.
Yours be the genial holly wreaths,
The stockings and the tree;
An aged world to you bequeths
Its own forgotten glee.
Soon, soon enough come cureller gifts,
The anger and the tears;
Between you now there sparsely drifts
A handful yet of years.
Oh, dimly, dimly glows the star
Through the electric throng;
The bidding in temple and bazaar
Drowns out the silver song.
The ancient altars smoke afresh,
The ancient idols stir;
Faint in the reek of burning flesh
Sink frankincense and myrrh.
Gaspar, Balthazar, Melchior!
Where are your offerings now?
What greetings to the Prince of War,
His darkly branded brow?
Two ultimate laws alone we know,
The ledger and the sword --
So far away, so long ago,
We lost the infant Lord.
Only the children clasp His hand;
His voice speaks low to them,
And still for them the shining band
Wings over Bethlehem.
God rest you merry, Innocents,
While innocence endures,
A sweeter Christmas than we to ours
May you bequeath to yours.
Carol of the Bells
- Author unknown
Hark! how the bells
Sweet silver bells
All seem to say,
"Throw cares away."
Christmas is here
Bringing good cheer
To young and old
Meek and the bold
Ding, dong, ding, dong
That is their song
With joyful ring
All caroling
One seems to hear
Words of good cheer
From ev'rywhere
Filling the air
O how happy are their tones
Gaily they ring
While people sing
Songs of good cheer
Christmas is here
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
On, on they send
On without end
Their joyful tone
To ev'ry home
(repeat from beginning)
On, on they send
On without end
Their joyful tone
To ev'ry home
Ding, dong, ding, dong
Carol, Sweetly Carol
- Fanny Crosby, 1869
Carol, sweetly carol,
A Savior born today;
Bear the joyful tidings,
O, bear them far away:
Carol, sweetly carol,
Till earth's remotest bound
Shall hear the mighty chorus,
And echo back the sound.
Carol, sweetly carol,
Carol sweetly today;
Bear the joyful tidings,
O, bear them far away.
Carol, sweetly carol,
As when the angel throng
O'er the vales of Judah,
Awoke the heavenly song:
Carol, sweetly carol,
Goodwill and peace and love,
Glory in the highest
To God who reigns above.
Carol, sweetly carol,
Carol sweetly today;
Bear the joyful tidings,
O, bear them far away.
Carol, sweetly carol,
The happy Christmas time;
Hark! the bells are pealing
Their merry, merry chime:
Carol, sweetly carol,
Ye shining ones above,
Sing in loudest numbers,
O sing redeeming love.
Carol, sweetly carol,
Carol sweetly today;
Bear the joyful tidings,
O, bear them far away.
Children Go Where I Send Thee
- Author Unknown
Children go where I send thee!
How shall I send thee?
I'm goin' to send thee one by one,
One for the little bitty Baby,
Born, born in Bethlehem.
Children, go where I send thee!
How shall I send thee?
I'm goin' to send thee two by two,
Two for Mary and Joseph.
One for the little bitty Baby,
Born, born in Bethlehem.
Children, go where I send thee!
How shall I send thee?
I'm goin' to send thee three by three,
Three for the weary wise men,
Two for Mary and Joseph,
One for the little bitty Baby,
Born, born in Bethlehem.
Children, go where I send thee!
How shall I send thee?
I'm goin' to send thee four by four,
Four for the lambs and shepherds,
Three for the weary wise men,
Two for Mary and Joseph,
One for the little bitty Baby,
Born, born, born in Bethlehem.
Christ is Born
- Author unknown, score - Geoffrey Shaw
Christ is born! Christ is born!
Ring the news on Christmas morn;
Mary's Son! Mary's Son!
Come and laud him, every one:
"Glory be to God on high,"
Joyful Angels make reply.
Lo! the star! Lo! the Star!
Guides the wise men from afar.
Now it stays! Now it stays!
In the manger offer praise:
"Glory be to God on high,"
Joyful Angels make reply.
Shepherds, go! Shepherds, go!
Bethlehem shall wonders show;
You shall find! You shall find!
Mary's babe Lord of Mankind:
"Glory be to God on high,"
Joyful Angels make reply.
Peace on earth! Peace on earth!
Heralds in the virgin birth.
Give God thanks! Give God thanks!
Now we join the heavenly ranks:
"Glory be to God on high,"
Joyful Angels make reply.
(The) Christmas Ball
- Mrs. Gerrit Van Deth
Scintillant stars in the sky's blue height,
Frost in the breath of the keen, cold night,
Ice that rings to the skater's heel,
River and lake as firm as steel;
Steeds that with flying feet keep time
To the merry, merry sleigh-bells' chime;
A world of music, a world of snow,
A world of fun, and away they go,
Beautiful, courtly, brave, and bright,—
Maiden, matron, squire, and knight,
Bloom of the cottage, and pride of the hall,
To dance till dawn at the Christmas Ball.
Splendid the rooms in vista seen,
Wreathed with the wealth of the evergreen.
Spice of the forest, exquisite, fine,
Floats aromatic from cedar and pine.
Glossy the white of the mistletoe,
And the holly is vivid in scarlet show.
Floods of the mellowest lustre fall
From bowery ceiling and garlanded wall.
Floors are smooth to the tripping feet,
Blithe hearts thrill with a quicker beat,
As resonant voices the measures call,
And the glad hours flit at the Christmas Ball.
Gray old fiddler with solemn face,
Wielding the bow with a master's grace,
Harper, whose notes drop liquid sweet,
As the sound of a brooklet's tinkling feet,
You 're weaving in with the jocund tunes
Harmonies blissful and magic runes;
For eyes meet eyes in electric glance
As the figures change in the mazy dance.
There are whispered questions and soft replies,
There is shy surrender to love's surprise,
And by and by there 'll be priest and ring,
And the wedding march, and the hearts that cling,
Semper fidelis, whate'er befall,
Pledged this eve at the Christmas Ball.
Seventeen-eighty! A hundred years
Have sped, with their mingled smiles and tears,
Since these ladies rustled in stiff brocade,
These gentlemen bowed, and these pipers played.
"Promenade all," and the century's past,
We're rounding the hundredth year at last.
The fair and brave of that vanished day
Like shadows and dreams have gone their way.
The young grew old, and the gay grew tired,
Till nothing so much their thoughts desired
As a tranquil place to lie down and sleep,
Where the bed was low and the rest was deep.
The pearls, the rubies, the yellow lace,
Descended oft, with a lovely face,
To some bright girl who was proud of all
That grandma had worn at her Christmas Ball.
And ever at Christmas the joy-bells ring,
The tapers shine and the children sing;
Ever at Christmas the tidal mirth
Sweeps in its fullness over the earth.
Roses and lilies the century through
Make summer at Christmas when love is true—
The dear new love that is pure as gold,
The strong, tried love that is dear as old.
Oh, swift steeds bound o'er the powdery snow,
Oh, blithe hearts beat as away we go.
Eighteen-eighty! The sweet notes fall,
And the dancers meet at the Christmas Ball.
Christmas Bells
- 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!
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of 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!
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
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!"
Christmas in Killarney
- Author unknown
(Popularized by Bing Crosby)
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you've ever seen
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau
While cuddling under the mistletoe
And Santa Claus you know, of course
Is one of the boys from home
The door is always open
The neighbors pay a call
And Father John before he's gone
Will bless the house and all
How grand it feels to click your heels
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels
I'm handing you no blarney
The likes you've never known
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
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