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Good Christian friends, rejoice. Good Christian friends, rejoice With heart and soul and voice; Give ye heed to what we say : News, news Jesus Christ is born today; Ox and ass before him bow, And he is in the manger now. Christ is born today! Christ is born today!.
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Good Christian friends, rejoiceWith heart and soul and voice;Give ye heed to what we say: News, newsJesus Christ is born today;Ox and ass before him bow,And he is in the manger now.Christ is born today!Christ is born today!
Good Christian friends, rejoiceWith heart and soul and voice;Now ye hear of endless bliss: News, NewsJesus Christ was born for this!He has opened heaven's door,And we are blest forever more.Christ was born for this!Christ was born for this!
Good Christian friends, rejoiceWith heart and soul and voice;Now ye need not fear the grave; News, newsJesus Christ was born to save!Calls you one and calls you allTo gain his everlasting hall.Christ was born to save!Christ was born to save!
The angel Gabriel from heaven came,With wings as drifted snow, with eyes as flame:"All hail to thee, O lowly maiden Mary,Most highly favored lady." Gloria!
"For know a blessed mother thou shalt be,All generations laud and honor thee;Thy son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold,Most highly favored lady." Gloria!
Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head;"To me be as it pleases God," she said."My soul shall laud and magnify God’s holy name."Most highly favored lady." Gloria!
Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ, was bornIn Bethlehem all on a Christmas morn,And Christian folk through-out the world will ever say:"Most highly favored lady." Gloria!
My soul is filled with joyas I sing to God my savior:you have looked upon your servant,you have visited your people.
And holy is your name through all generations!Everlasting is your mercy to the people you have chosen,and holy is your name.
I am lowly as a child,but I know from this day forwardthat my name will be remembered,for all will call me blessed.
And holy is your name through all generations!Everlasting is your mercy to the people you have chosen,and holy is your name.
I proclaim the pow’r of God,you do marvels for your servants;though you scatter the proud-heartedand destroy the might of princes.
And holy is your name through all generations!Everlasting is your mercy to the people you have chosen,and holy is your name.
To the hungry you give food,send the rich away empty.In your mercy you are mindfulof the people you have chosen.
And holy is your name through all generations!Everlasting is your mercy to the people you have chosen,and holy is your name.
In your love you now fulfillwhat you promised to your people.I will praise you, Lord, my savior,everlasting is your mercy.
And holy is your name through all generations!Everlasting is your mercy to the people you have chosen,and holy is your name.
Come, thou long expected Jesus, born to set thy people free; from our fears and sins release us, let us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, hope of all the earth thou art; dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.
Born thy people to deliver, born a child and yet a King, born to reign in us forever, now thy gracious kingdom bring. By thine own eternal spirit rule in all our hearts alone; by thine all sufficient merit, raise us to thy glorious throne.
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. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel!
They looked up and saw a star Shining 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!
Then let us all with one accord Sing praises to our heavenly Lord That hath made Heaven and earth of nought And with his blood mankind has bought. Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Born is the King of Israel!
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.