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O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

O come, O come,

Emmanuel,And ransom

captive Israel,That mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of

God appear.Rejoice! Rejoice!

EmmanuelShall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou rod of Jesse, freeThine own from Satan’s

tyranny;From depths of hell

Thy people saveAnd give them vict’ry

o’er the grave.Rejoice! Rejoice!

EmmanuelShall come to thee, O

Israel.

O come, Thou Day-spring come

and cheerOur spirits by Thine

advent here;O drive away the shades

of nightAnd pierce the clouds

and bring us light.Rejoice! Rejoice!

EmmanuelShall come to thee, O

Israel.

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O Little Town of Bethlehem

O little town of Bethlehem,

How still we see thee lie!Above thy deep and

dreamless sleepThe silent stars go by.Yet in thy dark streets

shinethThe everlasting Light—

The hopes and fears of all the years

Are met in thee tonight.

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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 quake at the

sight;Glories stream from heaven

afar,Heavn’ly hosts sing alleluia!

Christ the Savior is born!Christ the Savior is born!

Silent Night! Holy night!Son of God, love’s pure light.

Radiant beams from Thy holy face

With the dawn of redeeming grace__

Jesus, Lord at Thy birth,Jesus, Lord at Thy birth.

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Away in a Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head;

The stars in the sky looked down as He lay,

The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes;

I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,

And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus! I ask Thee to stay

Close be me for ever, and love me, I pray;

Bless all the dear children in They tender care,

And fit us for heaven, to live with Thee there.

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It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear,

That glorious song of old,From angels bending near

the earth To touch their harps of gold;“Peace on the earth, good

will to men,From heav’n’s all gracious

King!”The world in solemn stillness

layTo hear the angels sing.

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,

Whose forms are bending low,

Who toil along the climbing way

With painful steps ad slow,Look now! For glad and

golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing;

O rest beside the weary roadAnd hear the angels sing.

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The First Noel

The first noel the angel did say

Was to certain poor shepherds

in fields as they lay―In fields where they lay

keeping their sheep,On a cold winter’s night

that was so deep.Noel, noel! Noel, Noel!

Born is the King of Israel!

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We Three Kings

We three kings or Orient are:Bearing gifts we travers afar

—Field and fountain, moor and mountain—following yonder

star. O star of wonder, star of

night, Star with royal beauty

bright,Westward leading, still

proceeding,Guide us to thy perfect light.

Glorious now behold Him arise:

King and God and Sacrifice;Alleluia, Alleluia! Earth to

heav’n replies.O star of wonder, star of

night, Star with royal beauty

bright,Westward leading, still

proceeding,Guide us to thy perfect light.

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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,

And heav’n and nature sing,

And heav’n and heav’n and nature sing.

Joy to the earth! The savior reigns!

Let men their songs employ;

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains

Repeat the sounding joy,Repeat the sounding joy,

Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,

Nor thorns infest the ground;

He comes to make His blessings flow

Far as the curse is found,Far as the curse is found,

Far as, far as the curse is found.