Once in Royal David’s City
Once in Royal David’s city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where 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, and mean, and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by,
We shall see Him; but in heaven,
Set at God’s right hand on high;
Where like stars His children crowned
All in white shall wait around.

Gabriel’s message
The angel Gabriel from heaven came
His wings as drifted snow
His eyes as flame
“All hail” said he “thou lowly maiden Mary
Most highly favored lady, ” Gloria, Gloria
Alleen dames:
For known a blessed mother thou shalt be
All generations laud and honor thee
Thy Son shall be Emanuel
By seers foretold
Most highly favored maid, ” Gloria, Gloria
Solo (niet meezingen):
Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head
“To me be as it pleaseth God, ” she said,
“My soul shall laud and magnify His holy name.”
Most highly favored lady, Gloria, Gloria
Allen:
Of her, Emanuel, the Christ was born
In Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn
And Christian folk throughout the world will ever say:
“Most highly favored lady,” Gloria!

Nativity carol
Born in a stable so bare
Born so long ago
Born ‘neath light of star
He who loved us so

Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day

Cradled by mother so fair
Tender her lullaby
Over her son so dear
Angel hosts fill the sky

Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day

Love in that stable was born
Into our hearts to flow
Innocent dreaming babe
Make me thy love to know

Far away, silent he lay
Born today, your homage pay
For Christ is born for aye
Born on Christmas Day…

Ding, dong, merrily on high
Ding dong merrily on high,
In heav’n the bells are ringing:
Ding dong! verily the sky
Is riv’n with angel singing
Gloria Hosanna in excelsis!

E’en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And “Io, io, io!”
By priest and people sungen
Gloria Hosanna in excelsis!

Pray you, dutifully prime
Your matin chime, ye ringers,
May you beautifully rhyme
Your eve’time song, ye singers
Gloria Hosanna in excelsis!

O, come all ye faithful
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant
O come ye, o come ye to Bethlehem
O 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

God of God, Light of Light,
Lo! he abhors not the Virgin’s womb
Very God, Begotten, not created

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
all ye citizens of heav’n above
Glory to God in the highest

O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord

Yea, Lord, we greet thee,
Born this happy morning,
Jesu, to thee be glory giv’n
Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing

O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ the Lord

Born is the light
Beautiful child all aglow in the candlelight
See how he sleeps in a poor manger bed
Beautiful child! How the heavens adorn him
Starlight of silver
And halo of gold ’round his head

Gloria! Gloria!
Angels on high are singing all, “Gloria!”
Let earth in reply sing “Gloria!
Gloria in excelsis deo!”
In the dark of the night
Born is the Light of the world

Beautiful child in the arms of his mother
Come see how his radiance shines in her face
Beautiful child who dispels all our darkness
Bright in his glory
Alight with the Father’s own grace

Gloria! Gloria!
Angels on high are singing all, “Gloria!”
Let earth in reply sing “Gloria!
Gloria in excelsis deo!”
In the dark of the night
Born is the Light of the world

Deck the hall (let op! eerste zin dames, tweede zin heren, derde zin allen)
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
Fill the mead cup, drain the barrel
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Troll the ancient Christmas carol
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

See the flowing bowl 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 sing of beauty’s treasure
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

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
Laughing, quaffing, 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

Home for Christmas
Tekst (nog) niet beschikbaar en is ook niet makkelijk mee te zingen

Yule, yule, glorious yule
Yule, yule, glorious yule,
shine over snowwhite forests!
heavenly crowns as a glistening hoard,
glimmering arcs in the house of the lord,
hymns that are sung in the lasting rite,
Eternal longing for peace and light.
Yule, yule, glorious yule,
shine over snowwhite forests!

Come, come, holy yule
lower your snowwhite pinions,
over the battlefields blood and cry,
over the humans who moan and sigh,
over the loved ones who’ve gone to their rest
over the young in their daily life’s ques.
Come, come, holy yule
lower your snowwhite pinions,

Christ is born (alleen mannen)
Tekst nog niet beschikbaar

In the bleak midwinter
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan
Earth stood hard as iron
Water like a stone
Snow had fallen
Snow on snow, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long, long ago

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ

What can I give Him
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would give a lamb
If I were a wise man, I would do my part
Yet what I can, I give Him
Give my heart

Jingle bells
Dashing through the snow,
in a one-horse open sleigh.
O’er the fields we go,
laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtails ring,
making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and sing
a sleighing song tonight.

Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh. Hey!

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh.

Dashing through the snow,
in a one-horse open sleigh.
O’er the fields we go,
laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtails ring,
making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and sing
a sleighing song tonight.

Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh. Hey!

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh.

Now the ground is white,
Go it while you’re young,
Take the girls tonight,
And sing this sleighing song.

Just get a bobtailed bay,
Twoforty for his speed,
Then hitch him to an open sleigh,
And crack! you’ll take the lead.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh. Hey!
Dashing through the snow,
in a one-horse open sleigh.
O’er the fields we go,
laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtails ring,
making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and sing
a sleighing song tonight.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
jingle all the way.
Oh what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh.
In a one-horse open sleigh!

Koppången
Tekst nog niet beschikbaar

Hark! The herald angels sing
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 the angelic host proclaim:
“Christ is born in Bethlehem”
Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Christ by highest heav’n adored
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come
Offspring of a Virgin’s womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see
Hail th’incarnate De-i-ty!
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Silent Night
Silent night, holy night!
All is dark, save the light.
Shining where the mother mild
Watches over the holy child
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night!
God’s own son,
oh how bright.
Shines the love in thy holy face,
Shines the light of redemption and grace.
Christ th’incarnate God
Christ th’incarnate God