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The first Noel The angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds In fields as they lay In fields where they Lay Keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night That was so deep They looked up And saw a star Shining bright in the east Beyond them far And to the earth It gave great light And so it continued Both day and night Noel,Noel Noel,Noel Born is the king of Israel |
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Silver bells, silver bells
It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on ev'ry street corner you'll hear Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day City street lights, even stop lights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch This is Santa's big scene And above all this bustle you'll hear Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them sing Soon it will be Christmas day |
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What child is this, who laid to rest On Mary's lap, is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh, Come peasant king to own Him, The King of Kings, salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone Him. Raise, raise the song on high, The Virgin sings her lullaby: Joy, joy, for Christ is born, The Babe, the Son of Mary Joy, joy, for Christ is born, The Babe, the Son of Mary |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleighbells in the snow. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write, "May your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white". I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. May your days may your days may your days be merry and bright, And may all your Christmases be white. |
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Ave Maria gratia plena Maria gratia plena Maria gratia plena Ave ave Dominus Dominus tecum Benedictus tu in mulieribus et benedictus et benedictus fructus ventris ventris tui, Iesus Ave Maria Mater Dei ora pro nobis peccatoribus ora ora pro nobis ora pro nobis peccatoribus nunc, et in hora mortis in hora mortis nostrae in hora mortis mortis nostrae in hora mortis nostrae Ave Maria Ave Maria Maria gratia plena Maria gratia plena Ave ave Dominus Dominus tecum Benedicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus et benedictus fructus ventris ventris tui, Iesus Ave Maria Ave Maria |
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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 Oh, nuit d'amour, sainte nuit Dans l'etable, aucun bruit Sur la paille, est couche l'enfant Que la vierge endort en chantant Il repose en ses langes Son Jesus ravissant Noche de paz, noche d'amour Todo duerme en derredor Entre sus astros que esparcen su luz Bella anundando al ninto Jesus Brilla la estrella de paz Brilla la estrella de paz Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus Lord at thy birth Jesus Lord at thy birth Sleep in peace |
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