Calypso Carol

See him lying on a bed of straw:

a draughty stable with an open door;
Mary cradling the babe she bore
the prince of glory is his name.

 

O now carry me to Bethlehem
to see the Lord of love again:
just as poor as was the stable then,
the prince of glory when he came.

Star of silver, sweep across the skies,
show where Jesus in the manger lies;
shepherds, swiftly from your stupor rise
to see the saviour of the world!
 

O now carry me to Bethlehem

to see the Lord of love again:   

just as poor as was the stable then,   

the prince of glory when he came.

Angels, sing again the song you sang,
sing the glory of God's gracious plan;
Sing that Bethl'em's little baby can
be the saviour of us all.

O now carry me to Bethlehem

to see the Lord of love again:   

just as poor as was the stable then,   

the prince of glory when he came.

Mine are riches, from your poverty,
from your innocence, eternity;
mine, forgiveness by your death for me,
child of sorrow for my joy.

 

O now carry me to Bethlehem

to see the Lord of love again:   

just as poor as was the stable then,   

the prince of glory when he came.

While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
"Fear not, " said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind;
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind."


"To you, in David's town this day,
Is born of David's line
The Saviour who is Christ the Lord,
And this shall be the sign:


The heav'nly Babe you there shall find
To human view displayed,
And meanly wrapped in swathing bands,
And in a manger laid."


Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God, who thus
Addressed their joyful song:


"All glory be to God on high
And to the earth be peace.
Goodwill henceforth from heav'n to men
Begin and never cease."

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!
Son of God, love’s pure light.
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus Lord, at Thy birth

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 where 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 'til morning is nigh

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born
It's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world

Be near me, Lord Jesus I ask thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me I pray
And bless all the dear children in thy tender care
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born
Yes, it's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world

Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born


Yes, it's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world
Joy to the world
Oh, joy to the world

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 where 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 'til morning is nigh

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born
It's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world

Be near me, Lord Jesus I ask thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me I pray
And bless all the dear children in thy tender care
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born
Yes, it's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world

Go tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born

It's Christmas
The angels are singing
And I know the reason
The Saviour is born


Yes, it's Christmas
The bells are ringing
And I feel like shouting
Joy to the world
Joy to the world
Oh, joy to the world

We 3 Kings
 

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star

Oh, star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light

 

Born a king on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign

Oh, star of wonder, star of night 

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light

 

Frankincense to offer have I

Incense owns a Deity nigh

Prayer and praising voices raising

worship Him God most high 


Oh, star of wonder, star of night 

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume, Breathes a life of gathering gloom, Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.

Oh, 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, Heaven sings, ‘Alleluia!’ ‘Alleluia!’ the Earth replies.

Oh, star of wonder, star of night 

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light