1. O come, all ye faithful

1 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,

Christ, the Lord!

2 God of God, Light of Light,

Lo! he abhors not the Virgin's womb;

Very God, begotten, not created,

3 Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,

Sing, all ye citizens of heav'n above:

"Glory to God, all glory in the highest!”

2. It came upon the midnight clear

1 It came upon the midnight clear,
that glorious song of old,
from angels bending near the earth
to touch their harps of gold:
'Through all the earth, goodwill and peace
from heaven's all-gracious king!'
The world in solemn stillness lay
to hear the angels sing.

2 With sorrow brought by sin and strife
the world has suffered long
and, since the angels sang, have passed
two thousand years of wrong:
the nations, still at war, hear not
the love-song which they bring:
O hush the noise and cease the
strife to hear the angels sing!

3 And those whose journey now is hard,
whose hope is burning low,
who tread the rocky path of life
with painful steps and slow:
O listen to the news of love
which makes the heavens ring!
O rest beside the weary road
and hear the angels sing!

4 And still the days are hastening on
by prophets seen of old
towards the fulness of the time
when comes the age foretold:
then earth and heaven renewed shall see
the prince of peace, their king;
and all the world repeat the song
which now the angels sing.

3. O little town of Bethlehem

1 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.

2 How silently, how silently,

the wondrous gift is giv'n!

So God imparts to human hearts

the blessings of His heav'n.

No ear may hear His coming,

but in this world of sin,

where meek souls will receive Him still,

the dear Christ enters in.

3 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!

24. See, amid the winter's snow

1 See, amid the winter's snow,

born for us on earth below,

see the tender Lamb appears,

promised from eternal years.

Hail, thou ever blessed morn!

Hail, redemption's happy dawn!

Sing through all Jerusalem,

"Christ is born in Bethlehem."

2 Lo, within a manger lies

He who built the starry skies;

He who, throned in height sublime,

sits amid the cherubim! [Refrain]

3 Sacred Infant, all divine,

what a tender love was Thine,

thus to come from highest bliss

down to such a world as this!

5. Angels from the realms of glory

1 Angels from the realms of glory,

wing your flight o'er all the earth;

ye who sang creation's story

now proclaim Messiah's birth:

Come and worship, come and worship,

worship Christ, the king.

Come and worship, come and worship,

worship Christ, the newborn king.

2 Shepherds, in the field abiding,

watching o'er your flocks by night,

God with us is now residing;

yonder shines the infant light:

3 Sages, leave your contemplations,

brighter visions beam afar;

seek the great Desire of nations;

ye have seen his natal star:

5. Go tell it on the mountain

Go tell it on the mountain,

Over the hills and ev'rywhere;

Go tell it on the mountain

That Jesus Christ is born.

While shepherds kept their watching

O'er silent flocks by night,

Behold, throughout the heavens

There shone a holy light.

The shepherds feared and trembled

When lo! above the earth

Rang out the angel chorus

That hailed our Saviour's birth.

Down in a lowly manger

The humble Christ was born,

And God sent us salvation

That blessed Christmas morn.

6. Joy to the world

Joy to the world! the Lord is come;

Let earth receive her King;

Let ev'ry heart prepare him room,

And heav'n and nature sing

Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns;

Let all their songs employ,

While fields and floods,

rocks, hills, and plains

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

7. 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 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 heav'nly 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,

"Fear not, then," said the angel,

"let nothing you affright;

this day is born a Saviour

of a pure virgin bright,

to free all those who trust in him

from Satan's pow'r and might.”

8. Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen,

When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.

Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,

When a poor man came in sight, gath’ring winter fuel.

“Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither,

You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.”

Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together,

Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather.

In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;

Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.

Therefore, Christian men, be sure, while God’s gifts possessing,

You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

9. O holy night

O holy night!

the stars are brightly shining;

It is the night of the

dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world

in sin and error pining,

Till he appeared 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!

O hear the angel voices!

O night divine, O night

when Christ was born!

O night, O holy night,

O night divine!

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.

Christ is the Lord!

O praise his name forever!

His pow'r and glory

evermore proclaim!

His pow'r and glory

evermore proclaim!

10. Hark! the herald angels sing

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the newborn King:

peace on earth, and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconciled!"

Joyful, all ye nations, rise,

join the triumph of the skies;

with th'angelic hosts proclaim,

"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the newborn King"

Christ, by highest heaven adored,

Christ, the everlasting Lord,

late in time behold him come,

offspring of the Virgin's womb:

veiled in flesh the Godhead see;

hail the incarnate Deity,

pleased with us in flesh to dwell,

Jesus, our Immanuel.

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 we no more may die,

born to raise us from the earth,

born to give us second birth.