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Jingle Bells |
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Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! Oh What fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. (repeat) Now the ground is white Go it while you're young, Take the girls tonight And sing this sleighing song; Just get a bob-tailed bay two-forty as his speed Hitch him to an open sleigh And crack! you'll take the lead, Oh Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way! Oh What fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. |
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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen God rest ye 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 Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy In Bethlehem, in Israel, This blessed Babe was born And laid within a manger Upon this blessed morn The which His Mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Page 1 |
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. Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy "Fear not then," said the Angel, "Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour Ohf a pure Virgin bright, To free all those who trust in Him From Satan's power and might." Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh 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 The Son of God to find. Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh 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. Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh 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 deface. Oh tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy |