POPULAR CHRISTMAS CAROLS

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    A collection of lyrics to many of the best loved Christmas Carols in the world. Christmas carols are always great for getting into the Christmas spirit. But have you ever forgot some of the words to your favorite carol? Well, here´s some lyrics to some of the classics, for all your carolling needs. Hope you enjoy them!



    Merry Christmas

    JINGLE BELLS

    Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh,
    Through the fields we go, laughing all the way.
    Bells on bob-tail ring, making spirits bright,
    What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight!

    Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way,
    Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh,
    O jingle bells, jingle bells jingle all the way,
    Oh what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh!

    A day or two ago I thought I´d take a ride
    And soon Miss Fanny Bright Was seated by my side;
    The horse was lean and lank Misfortune seemed his lot,
    We ran into a drifted bank And there we got upsot.

    Chorus

    A day or two ago, the story I must tell,
    I went out on the snow, and on my back I fell;
    A gent was riding by in a one-horse open sleigh
    He laughed at me as I there sprawling laid, but quickly drove away.

    Chorus

    Now the ground is white, go it while you´re young,
    Take the girls along, and sing this sleighing song.
    Just bet a bob-tailed bay, two-forty as his speed,

    Hitch him to an open sleigh and crack! You´ll take the lead!

    SILENT NIGHT

    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 light,
    Heard resounding clear and long,
    Far and near, the angel song:
    Christ the Saviour is here,
    Christ the Saviour is here.

    Silent night, holy night,
    Son of God, oh, how bright
    Love is smiling from thy face,
    Peals for us the hour of grace.
    Christ our Saviour is born,
    Christ our Saviour is born.

    OH HOLY NIGHT

    Oh holy night!
    The stars are brightly shining
    It is the night of the dear Savior´s birth!
    Long lay the world in sin and error pining

    Till he appear´d and the soul felt its worth.
    A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
    For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

    Fall on your knees
    Oh hear the angel voices
    Oh night divine
    Oh night when Christ was born
    Oh night divine
    Oh night divine

    Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
    With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
    So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
    Here come the wise men from Orient land
    The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
    In all our trials born to be our friend.
    Truly He taught us to love one another
    His law is love and His gospel is peace
    Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother
    And in His name all oppression shall cease
    Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
    Let all within us praise His holy name.

    WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS

    We wish you a merry Christmas
    We wish you a merry Christmas
    We wish you a merry Christmas
    And a happy New Year.

    We want some figgy pudding (3)
    And a cup of good cheer.
    We won´t go until we get some (3)
    So bring it out here!

    We wish you a Merry Christmas (3)
    And a happy New Year.

    I HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY

    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.

    OH LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM

    Oh little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
    Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
    Yet in they 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
    Oh 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.
    Oh 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 Emanuel.

    THE FIRST NOEL

    The first Noel the angel did say
    was to certain poor shepards in fields as they lay:
    in fields where they lay a-keeping their sheep
    on a cold winter´s night that was so deep.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    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.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    born is the King of Israel.

    And by the light of that same star
    three wise men came from the country far;
    to seek for a King was their intent,
    and to follow the star wherever it went.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    born is the King of Israel.

    This star drew nigh to the north-west;
    o´er Bethlehem it took its rest,
    and there it did both stop and stay,
    right over the place where Jesus lay.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    born is the King of Israel.

    Then entered in those wise men three,
    fell reverently upon their knee,
    and offered there in his presence
    their gold and myrrh and frankincense.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    born is the kind 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 has bought.
    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
    born is the King of Israel.

    GOD REST YOU MERRY GENTLEMEN

    God rest you merry, gentlemen,
    Let nothing you dismay,
    Remember Christ our Savior
    Was born on Christmas day,
    To save us all from Satan´s pow´r
    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.
    The shepherds at those tidings
    Rejoiced much in mind,
    And left their flocks a-feeding,
    In tempest, storm, and wind,
    And went to Bethlehem straightway
    This blessed babe to find:
    O tidings of comfort and joy,
    Comfort and joy,
    O tidings of comfort and joy.
    But when to Bethlehem they came,
    Whereat this infant lay
    They found him in a manger,
    Where oxen feed on hay;
    His mother Mary kneeling,
    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 others doth deface:
    O tidings of comfort and joy,
    Comfort and joy,
    O tidings of comfort and joy.

    THE LITTLE DRUMMER BOY

    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 honor 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
    On 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
    The He smiled at me
    Pa rum pum pum pum
    Me and my drum

    O CHRISTMAS TREE

    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!
    How are thy leaves so verdant!
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    How are thy leaves so verdant!

    Not only in the summertime,
    But even in winter is thy prime.
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    How are thy leaves so verdant!

    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Much pleasure doth thou bring me!

    For every year the Christmas tree,
    Brings to us all both joy and glee.
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Much pleasure doth thou bring me!

    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Thy candles shine out brightly!
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Thy candles shine out brightly!

    Each bough doth hold its tiny light,
    That makes each toy to sparkle bright.
    O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
    Thy candles shine out brightly!

    «TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS» POEM

    Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
    Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
    The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
    In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
    While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
    And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
    Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
    Away to the window I flew like a flash,
    Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

    The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
    Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
    When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

    With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
    I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
    More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
    And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

    «Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
    On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
    To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
    Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!»

    As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
    When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
    So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
    With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

    And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
    The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
    As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
    Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

    He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
    And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
    A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
    And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

    His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
    His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
    His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
    And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

    The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
    And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
    He had a broad face and a little round belly,
    That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

    He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
    And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
    A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
    Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

    He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
    And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
    And laying his finger aside of his nose,
    And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

    He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
    And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
    But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
    «Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!»