Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king,
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled",
Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem",
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born 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 th'incarnate Deity,
Pleased with us in flesh to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel,
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king".

O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches,
O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches,
Your boughs, so green in Summer-time,
Stay bravely green in Winter-time,
O Tannenbaum,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches.

O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches,
O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches,
Your boughs, so green in Summer-time,
Stay bravely green in Winter-time,
O Tannenbaum,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches.

O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches,
O Christmas tree,
O Christmas tree,

How lovely are thy branches,
Your boughs, so green in Summer-time,
Stay bravely green in Winter-time,
O Tannenbaum,
O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches.

Hark how the bells,
Sweet silver bells,
All seem to say,
Throw cares away.


Christmas is here,
Bringing good cheer,
To young and old,
Meek and the bold.


Ding dong,
That is the song,
With joyful ring,
All carolling.


One seems to hear,
Words of good cheer,
From everywhere,
Filling the air.


Oh, how they pound,
Raising their sound,
O'er hill and dale,
Telling their tale.


Gaily they ring,
While people sing,
Songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.


Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.


On on they send,
On without end,
Their joyful tone,
To every home.


Ah, ah, Ah, ah.


Hark how the bells,
Sweet silver bells,
All seem to say,
Throw cares away.


Christmas is here,
Bringing good cheer,
To young and old,
Meek and the bold.


Ding dong,
That is the song,
With joyful ring,
All carolling.


One seems to hear,
Words of good cheer,
From everywhere,
Filling the air.


Gaily they ring,
While people sing,
Songs of good cheer,
Christmas is here.


Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas.

Once in royal David's city,
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
There a mother laid her baby,
In a manger for
His bed, Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little child.


He came down to earth from heaven,
Who is God and Lord of all,
And His shelter was a stable,
And His cradle was a stall,
With the poor, oppressed and wholly,
Lived on earth our
Savior holy.


And our eyes,
At last shall see
Him, Through
His own redeeming love,
For that child, so dear and gentle,
Is our
Lord in heaven above,
And He leads

His children along,
To the place where
He is gone,
And He leads
His children along,
To the place where
He is gone.

We wish you a merry Christmas,
We wish you a merry Christmas,
We wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year,
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin,We wish you a merry
Christmas and a happy new year.


We wish you a merry Christmas,
We wish you a merry Christmas,
We wish you a merry
Christmas and a happy new year,
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin,
We wish you a merry
Christmas and a happy new year.

Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,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.


Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.


Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.


The shepherds feared and trembled,
When, lo!
Above the Earth,
Rang out the angel chorus, That hailed our Savior's birth.


Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.