Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella

Angels From The Realm Of Glory

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 worship

Worship Christ the newborn King

Shepherds in the fields abiding

Watching over your flocks by night

God with man is now residing

Yonder shines the Infant light

Come and worship, come and worship

Worship Christ the newborn King

Sages leave your contemplations

Brighter visions beam afar

Seek the great Desire of nations

Ye have seen His natal star

Come and worship, come and worship

Worship Christ the newborn King

Saints before the alter bending

Watching long in hope and fear

Suddenly the Lord, descending,

In His temple shall appear

Come and worship, come and worship

Worship Christ the newborn King

Angels We Have Heard On High

French carol, ca. 1862

Angels we have heard on high

Sweetly singing over the plains

And the mountains in reply,

Echoing their joyous strains.

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Shepherds, why this Jubilee?

Why your joyous strains prolong?

What the gladsome tidings be

Which inspire your heavenly song?

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Come to Bethlehem and see

Him whose birth the angels sing;

Come, adore on bended knee

Christ, the Lord,

the newborn King

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

See Him in a manger laid

Jesus, Lord of heaven and earth!

Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,

With us sing our Savior's birth.

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Glo-ori-a

In excelsis de-o

Away In a Manger

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 Jesus

asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing,

the poor Baby wakes,

But little Lord Jesus,

no crying He makes.

I love Thee, Lord Jesus;

look down from the sky

And stay by my cradle

till morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus;

I ask Thee to stay

Close by me forever

and love me I pray!

Bless all the dear children

in Thy tender care,

And fit us for Heaven

to live with Thee there.

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 Jesus

asleep on the hay.

Bring A Torch, Jeanette Isabella

French carol, ca. 1553

Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella

Bring a torch, come swiftly and run

Christ is born,

tell the folk of the village

Jesus is sleeping in His cradle

Ah, ah, beautiful is the Mother

Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son

Hasten now, good folk of the village

Hasten now, the Christ Child to see

You will find Him asleep in the manger

Quietly come and whisper softly

Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers

Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps

Do You Hear What I Hear

Said the night wind to the little lamb,

do you see what I see

Way up in the sky, little lamb,

do you see what I see

A star, a star, dancing in the night

With a tail as big as a kite

With a tail as big as a kite

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,

do you hear what I hear

Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,

do you hear what I hear

A song, a song, high above the trees

With a voice as big as the sea

With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,

do you know what I know

In your palace warm, mighty king,

do you know what I know

A Child, a Child shivers in the cold

Let us bring Him silver and gold

Let us bring Him silver and gold

Said the king to the people everywhere,

listen to what I say

Pray for peace, people everywhere!

listen to what I say

The Child, the Child, sleeping in the night

He will bring us goodness and light

He will bring us goodness and light

Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains

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