Christ by name, And earth, sky and air straight are filled with his fame. Then shepherds, be joyful; salute your new King, Let hills and vales ring to the song
Angels from the realms of glory Wing your flight over all the earth Ye, who sang creations story Now proclaim Messiah's birth Come and worship, come and
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, For
I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in So very
Away in a manger, No crib for His bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head; The stars in the heavens Looked down where He lay, The little Lord
It's baby's first Christmas, It's somethin' to see, Mommy and Daddy, Trimmin' baby's Christmas tree. Baby's big brother, Is busy with his toys, He's shinin
As with gladness, men of old Did the guiding star behold As with joy they hailed its light Leading onward, beaming bright So, most glorious Lord, may
Astro del ciel, Pargol divin, mite Agnello Redentor! Tu che i Vati da lungi sognar, tu che angeliche voci nunziar, luce dona alle genti, pace infondi
Children sleeping Snow is softly falling. Dreams are calling Like bells in the distance. We were dreamers not so long ago. But one by one we all had
I sing the birth was born tonight, The Author both of life and light: The angels so did sound it, The angels so did sound it, so did sound it; The like
In the little village of Bethlehem There lay a child one day And the sky was bright With a holy light O'er the place where Jesus lay. Alleluia O how
Adeste Fideles Laeti triumphantes Venite, venite in Bethlehem Natum videte Regem angelorum Venite adoremus Dominum Cantet nunc io Chorus angelorum Cantet
Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, And usher in the morning; O shepherds, shrink not with afright, But hear the angel's warning. This child, now
Bells will be ringing, the glad, glad news; Oh, what a Christmas, to have the blues; My baby's gone; I have no friends; To wish me greetings, once again
mistletoe 'Cause what happened here nobody knows How could something simple as a kiss Change my holiday like this And we held each other all night long And we fell asleep to a Christmas song
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant
When I was but a youngster, Christmas meant one thing, That I'd be getting lots of toys that day. I learned a whole lot different, When my Mother sat
Beautiful Star of Bethlehem Shining afar through shadows dim Giving the light to those who long have gone Guiding the Wise Men on their way Unto the place