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It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace. And may the season light your way To hopes and dreams anew.
It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. For Christmas is tradition time— Traditions that recall The precious memories down the years, The sameness of them all. The good you do for others is good you do yourself. All else is outward display—so much tinsel and decorations.
I was never alone at all. And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent. For this is still the time God chooses. Then you can keep Christmas. What do you want to give to others for Christmas? What do you want for Christmas? The first fosters generosity of heart and an outward focus. The second can breed selfishness if not tempered by the first.
The very word brings joy to our hearts. No matter how we may dread the rush, the long Christmas lists for gifts and cards to be bought and given—when Christmas Day comes there is still the same warm feeling we had as children, the same warmth that enfolds our hearts and our homes. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance — a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved. May God make you very rich in both. They sit silently on the floor, perhaps perplexed, perhaps in awe, no doubt in amazement.
Their night watch had been interrupted by an explosion of light from heaven and a symphony of angels. God goes to those who have time to hear him—and so on this cloudless night he went to simple shepherds. O come, Thou Key of David, come, And open wide our heavenly home; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery.
O come, Thou Wisdom from on high, And order all things, far and nigh; To us the path of knowledge show, And cause us in her ways to go. I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words repeat Of Peace on earth, good will to men. I thought how as the day had come The belfries of all Christendom Had roll'd along th' unbroken song Of Peace on earth, good will to men. And in despair, I bow'd my head: Then pealed the bells more loud and deep; "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep; The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, With Peace on earth, good will to men.
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 the sea, With a voice as big as the 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. The Holly And The Ivy. The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown, Of all trees that are in the wood, The holly bears the crown: O, the rising of the sun, And the running of the deer The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing in the choir.
Here We Come A-Wassailing. Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green; Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door; But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before. We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin; We want a little sixpence to line it well within. God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress, too; And all the little children that round the table go.
Wassail, wassail all over the town! Our bread it is white and our ale it is brown, Our bowl, it is made of the good maple tree; From the wassailing bowl we'll drink unto thee. Come, butler, and fill us a bowl of your best, And we hope your soul in Heaven may rest; But if you do bring us a bowl of the small, Then down shall go butler and bowl and all.
Come here, sweet maid, in the frilly white smock, Come trip to the door and trip back the lock! Come trip to the door and pull back the pin, And let us jolly wassailers in. Oh, bring us a figgy pudding; Oh, bring us a figgy pudding; Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer. We won't go until we get some; We won't go until we get some; We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here.
Caroling, Caroling Wihla Hutson. Caroling, caroling, now we go Christmas bells are ringing Caroling, caroling thru the snow Christmas bells are ringing. Joyous voices sweet and clear Sing the sad of heart to cheer Ding dong, ding dong Christmas bells are ringing. Caroling, caroling thru the town Christmas bells are ringing Caroling, caroling up and down Christmas bells are ringing Mark ye well the song we sing Gladsome tidings now we bring Ding dong, ding dong Christmas bells are ringing! Caroling, caroling, near and far Christmas bells are ringing Following, following yonder star Christmas bells are ringing Sing we all this happy morn "Lo, the King of heav'n is born!
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. Strings of 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.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some Mistletoe help to make the season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow Will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and goodies On his sleigh And ev'ry mother's Child is gonna spy to see if Reindeer really know how to fly.
And so, I'm offering this Simple phrase to kids from One to ninety-two Altho' it's been said many times Many ways; "Merry Christmas to you". Up on the Housetop B. Up on the housetop reindeer pause Out jumps good old Santa Claus Down thru the chimney with lots of toys All for the little ones Christmas joys.
Chorus Ho, ho, ho! The Twelve Days of Christmas. On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree. On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree. On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings.
On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa, we believe. She'd been drinkin' too much egg nog, And we'd begged her not to go. But she'd left her medication, So she stumbled out the door into the snow. When they found her Christmas mornin', At the scene of the attack. There were hoof prints on her forehead, And incriminatin' Claus marks on her back.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from our house Christmas eve. Now were all so proud of Grandpa, He's been takin' this so well. See him in there watchin' football, Drinkin' beer and playin' cards with cousin Belle. It's not Christmas without Grandma. All the family's dressed in black. And we just can't help but wonder: Should we open up her gifts or send them back?
Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of fig. And a blue and silver candle, That would just have matched the hair in Grandma's wig. I've warned all my friends and neighbours. Better watch out for yourselves. Grandma got run over by a reindeer, Walkin' home from our house, Christmas eve. I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus. I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus Underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn't see me creep Down the stairs to have a peep; She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. Over the River and Through the Woods.
Over the river and through the woods To Grandmother's house we go. The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh Through white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the woods, Oh, how the wind does blow. It stings the toes and bites the nose As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the woods To have a full day of play.
Oh, hear the bells ringing ting-a-ling-ling, For it is Christmas Day. Over the river and through the woods, Trot fast my dapple gray; Spring o'er the ground just like a hound, For this is Christmas Day. Over the river and through the woods And straight through the barnyard gate. It seems that we go so dreadfully slow; It is so hard to wait. Over the river and through the woods, Now Grandma's cap I spy. Hurrah for fun; the pudding's done; Hurrah for the pumpkin pie. A Visit from St. Nicholas by Clement C. Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in furs from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack.
His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry; His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow. The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump - a right jolly old elf - And laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. It's Beginning to Look Like Christmas. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev'rywhere you go; Take a look in the five-and-ten, glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, Toys in ev'ry store, But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be On your own front door. A pair of hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots Is the wish of Barney and Ben; Dolls that will talk and will go for a walk Is the hope of Janice and Jen; And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Ev'rywhere you go; There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well, The sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas; Soon the bells will start, And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing Right within your heart. Ding Dong Merrily on High. E'en so here below, below Let steeple bells be swungen And i-o, i-o, i-o By priest and people be sungen Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis.
Pray ye dutifully prime Your matin chime, ye ringers May ye beautifully rime Your evetime song, ye singers Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis. Frosty the Snow Man. Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal Frosty the snowman is a fairy tale they say He was made of snow but the children know how he came to life one day There must have been some magic in that old silk hat they found For when they placed it on his head he began to dance around O Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be And the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me Thumpetty thump thump thumpety thump thump Look at Frosty go Thumpetty thump thump thumpety thump thump Over the hills of snow.
Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that day So he said "Let's run and we'll have some fun now before I melt away " Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand Running here and there all around the square saying Catch me if you can He led them down the streets of town right to the traffic cop And he only paused a moment when he heard him holler "Stop! White Christmas Irving Berlin I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells 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. You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel, You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch, You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel! You're a monster, Mr. Grinch, Your heart's an empty hole, Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch, I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch, You have termites in your smile, You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch, Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile! You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch, You're the king of sinful sots, Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch, You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce! You nauseate me, Mr.
It came without tags. Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. Johnny wants a pair of skates; Susy wants a dolly; Nellie wants a story book; She thinks dolls are folly; As for me, my little brain Isn't very bright; Choose for me, old Santa Claus, What you think is right. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas; Soon the bells will start, And the thing that will make them ring is the carol that you sing Right within your heart. Now the goose is on the table And the pudding made of fig.
Grinch, With a nauseous super "naus"! Grinch, Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots! Grinch, You're a nasty wasty skunk, Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch, The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"!
Ready to sing your song?
Christmas, Christmas time is near Time for toys and time for cheer We've been good, but we can't last Hurry Christmas, hurry fast Want a plane that loops the loop Me, I want a hula hoop We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late. Okay fellas get ready. That was very good, Simon. Ah, Alvin, you were a little flat, watch it. Want a plane that loops the loop I still want a hula hoop We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late.
We can hardly stand the wait Please Christmas, don't be late. Very good, boys -Lets sing it again! Yeah, lets sing it again! No, That's enough, lets not overdo it -What do you mean overdo it? Now wait a minute, boys -Why can't we sing it again?
Theodore, just a minute. Simon will you cut that out? Who's got a beard that's long and white Santa's got a beard that's long and white. Who comes around on a special night Santa comes around on a special night. Who wears boots and a suit of red Santa wears boots and a suit of red. Who wears a long cap on his head Santa wears a long cap on his head. Cap on head, suit that's red Special night, beard that's white. Who's got a big red cherry nose Santa's got a big red cherry nose. Who very soon will come our way Santa very soon will come our way.
Eight little reindeer pull his sleigh Santa's little reindeer pull his sleigh. All rights for the United States of America controlled jointly by: All rights for the world outside the United States of America controlled by: 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. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la. Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la. See the blazing Yule 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 tell of Yuletide 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. Sing we joyous, 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.
I'm giving love for Christmas To everyone I know. It doesn't need a bow. It only needs to come from your heart. I'm giving love for Christmas So everyone can see. I'm giving love for christmas to everyone I know it doesn't need a bow it only needs to come from your heart. I giving love for christmas so everyone can see.