The Music of Christmas lyrics

Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing o'er the plains

And the mountains in reply

Echo back their joyous strains
Gloria, Gloria

Shepherds, why this jubilee

Why your joyous strains prolong

Say what may these tidings be

Which inspire your heavenly song

Gloria, Gloria

Gloria, in excelsis Deo

Gloria, in excelsis Deo

Come to Bethlehem and see

Her house was where the family gathered every Christmas eve;

A feast was set on the table and gifts were placed beneath the tree.

Everything was picture perfect, Grandpa would laugh and say,

That woman spends the whole year getting ready for this day.

One year the leaves began to fall and her health began to fade;

We moved her to a place where they could watch her night and day.

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 angelic hosts proclaim

Christ is born in Bethlehem

Hark! the herald angels sing

Glory to the new born King

O come al 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, O come let us adore Him

O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord

Sing choirs of angels

Sing in exultation

O sing all ye citizens of heaven above

Glory to God

All glory in the highest

O come, O come Emmanuel

And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appear

Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel

Shall come to Thee, O Israel

Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel

Shall come to Thee, O Israel

One of us is cryin’ as our hopes and dreams are led away in chains,

And we’re left all alone;

One of us is dyin’ as our love is slowly lowered in the grave,

Oh and we’re left all alone.
But for all of us who journey through the dark abyss of loneliness

There comes a great announcement - we are never alone -

Oh what a precious promise,

Oh what a gift of love;

An angel told a virgin that

She’s gonna have a son.
And though it’s a precious promise,

She wonders how can this be;

What will the people say

And what if Joseph can’t believe.

And her questions and her fears

Are met with an overwhelming joy

That God has chosen her.

Oh what a precious promise;

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'round yon virgin mother and child
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
The stars in the sky look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me I pray

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 angelic hosts, proclaim

Christ is born in Bethlehem

Hark, the herlad angels sing

Glory to the newborn kind

There's a man

Who stands in the cold wind tonight

And he greets everyone passing by

In a one bedroom apartment

On the humble side of town

There stands a little Christmas tree

Looks a lot like Charlie Brown's

And underneath there's one little gift for him
And one little gift for her

After six months on the new job

They're still barely getting by

So in the way of decorations

There's nothing there to catch your eye

But both of them

Well He cried when He was hungry

Did all the things that babies do

He rocked and He napped on His mother's lap

And He wiggled and giggled and cooed

There were the cheers when He took His first step
And the tears when He got His first teeth

Almost everything about this little baby

Seemed as natural as it could be

But this baby made the angels sing

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