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".

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
'Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,

Troll the ancient
Yuletide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
While I tell of
Yuletide treasure.

Fast away, the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Sing we joyous all together,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, la la,
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la la, ba da da.

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.

Up on the house top reindeer pause,
Out jumps good old Santa Claus,
Down through the chimney with lots of toys,
All part of a little ones with Christmas joys.

Oh ho ho, who wouldn't go?
Ho-ho-ho who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click-click-click,
Down to the chimney with the good St. Nick.

First comes the stocking of little Nell,
Oh, dear Santa will fill it well,
Give her a dolly that laughs and cries,
One that can open and shut its eyes.

Oh ho ho, who wouldn't go?
Ho-ho-ho who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click-click-click,
Down to the chimney with the good St. Nick.