FridayNov 22, 2024
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A Child This Day Is Born A child this day is born, A child of high renown, Most worthy of a sceptre, A sceptre and a crown: Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, sing all we may, Because the King of all kings Was born this blessed day. These tidings shepherds h
The Twelve Days of Christmas The first day of Christmas My true love sent to me A partridge in a pear-tree. The second day of Christmas My true love sent to me Two turtle-doves And a partridge in a pear-tree. The third day of Christmas My true love sent t
What Child Is This? What Child is this, who, laid to rest On Mary's lap, is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? Refrain: This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary. Why lies He in such mean estate, Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christians fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading. Refrain So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come peasant, King to own Him; The King of Kings salvation brings; Let loving hearts enthrone Him! Refrain
Whence Comes This Rush of Wings? Whence comes this rush of wings afar, Following straight the Noël star? Birds from the woods in wondrous flight, Bethlehem seek this Holy Night. 'Tell us, ye birds, why come ye here, Into this stable, poor and drear?' 'Hast'ning we seek the new-loom King, And all our sweetest music bring.' Hark! how the greenfinch bears his part, Philomel, too, with tender heart, Chants from her leafy dark retreat, Re, mi, fa, sol, in accents sweet. Angels and shepherds, birds of the sky, Come where the Son of God cloth lie; Christ on earth with man cloth dwell, Join in the shout, 'Noël, Noël!'
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