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Silent Night
03:18
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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
Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born
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
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Jingle Bells
03:08
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Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
Dashing through the snow, In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go, Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring, Making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing, A sleighing song tonight
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
A day or two ago, I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright, Was seated right by my side
The horse was lean and lank, Misfortune seemed his lot
We got into a drifted bank, And then we got upsot
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride, In a one horse open sleigh
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Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy unchanging love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
Let that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy unchanging love.
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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.
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head
“There is no peace on earth,” I said,
“For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.”
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.”
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Auld Lang Syne
04:02
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely you’ll buy your pint!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
We'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
We’ve wandered many weary foot,
since auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
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