The Customs of Christmas

Singing Christmas Carols — O

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O Christmas Tree O Come, All Ye Faithful O Come, Little Children
O Come, O Come Emmanuel O Holy Night O Little Town of Bethlehem
Old Toy Trains On Christmas Night All Christians Sing Once in Royal David's City

O Christmas Tree

Traditional German Carol
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O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
You stand in verdant beauty!
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
You stand in verdant beauty!
Your boughs are green in summer's glow,
And do not fade in winter's snow.
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
You stand in verdant beauty!

O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
For ev'ry year the Christmas tree,
Brings to us all both joy and glee.
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!

O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!
Each bough doth hold its tiny light,
That makes each toy to sparkle bright.
O Christmas tree! O Christmas tree,
Thy candles shine out brightly!

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O Come, All Ye Faithful

Words by John Francis Wade; music by John Reading
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O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant.
O come, ye, o come, ye, to Bethlehem.
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.

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation.
Sing, all ye citizens, of heaven 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 moring.
Jesus to Thee be all 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.

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O Come, Little Children

Words and music by Christoph Von Schmidt and J. A. P. Schultz
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O come, little children, o come one and all.
O come to the manger in Bethlehem's stall.
There meekly He lieth, the heavenly Child,
So poor and so humble, so sweet and so mild.

The hay is His pillow, the manger His bed.
The beasts stand in wonder to gaze on His head.
Yet there where He lieth, so weak and so poor
Come shepherds and wise men to kneel at His door.

Now "Glory to God!" sing the angels on high.
And "Peace upon earth!" heav'nly voices reply.
Then come, little children, and join in the lay
That gladdened the world on the first Christmas day.

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O Come, O Come Emmanuel

Traditional Carol
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O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransome captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny;
From depths of Hell thy people save,
And give them vict'ry o'er the grave.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heav'nly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height,
In ancient times did'st give the law,
In cloud and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

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O Holy Night

Words by John Sullivan Dwight; music by Adolphe Adam
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O holy night the stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn;
Fall on your knees, oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine o night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Truly he taught us to love one another,
His law is love, and His gospel is peace;
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother,
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name;
Christ is the Lord, oh, praise His name forever!
His pow'r and glory ever more proclaim!
His pow'r and glory ever more proclaim!

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O Little Town of Bethlehem

Words by Phillps Brooks; music by Lewis H. Redner
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O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortals sleep the angels keep
Their watch of wond'ring love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth!
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth!

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Old Toy Trains

Words and music by Roger Miller
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Old toy trains, little toy tracks,
Little toy drums comin' from a sack,
Carried by a man dressed in white and red.
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Close your eyes, listen to the skies.
All is calm, all is well;
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bell
Bringin' little toy trains, little toy tracks,
Little toy drums comin' from a sack,
Carried by a man dressed in white and red.
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?

So close your eyes, listen to the skies.
All is calm, all is well;
Soon you'll hear Kris Kringle and the jingle bell
Bringin' little toy trains, little toy tracks,
Little toy drums comin' from a sack,
Carried by a man dressed in white and red.
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?
Little boy, don't you think it's time you were in bed?

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On Christmas Night All Christians Sing

Traditional Carol

On Christmas night all Christians sing
To hear the news the angels bring.
On Christmas night all Christians sing
To hear the news the angels bring.
News of great joy, news of great mirth.
News of our merciful King's birth.

Then why should men on earth be so sad,
Since our Redeemer made us glad?
Then why should men on earth be so sad,
When from our sin He set us free?
All for to gain our liberty.

When sin departs before His grace,
Then life and health come in its place.
When sin departs before His grace,
Then life and health come in its place.
Angels and men with joy may sing,
All for to see the newborn King.

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Once in Royal David's City

Words by Mrs.C. F. Alexander; music by H. J. Gauntlett
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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 Savior holy.

For He is our childhood's pattern;
Day by day, like us, He grew;
He was little, weak, and helpless,
Tears and smiles, like us He knew;
And He cares when we are sad,
And he shares when we are glad.

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 on
To the place where He is gone.

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Jesus is the Reason for the season


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