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Christmas Eve Words

O Come all Ye Faithful

Verse 1

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.


Verse 2

God of God, Light of Light,

Lo, He abhors not the Virgin’s womb;

Very God, begotten, not created;


O come, let us adore Him…


Verse 3

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…


Once in Royal David's City

Verse 1

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.


Verse 2

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 meek and lowly,

Lived on earth our Saviour holy.


Verse 3

Jesus 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 feels for all our sadness,

And He shares in all our gladness.


Verse 4

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 has gone.



O Little Town of Bethlehem

Verse 1

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.


Verse 2

O morning stars together proclaim the holy birth,

And praises sing to God the King and peace upon the earth.

For Christ is born of Mary and gathered all above,

While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love.


Verse 3

How silently how silently the wondrous gift is given,

So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of His heaven.

No ear may hear His coming but in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive Him still the dear Christ enters in.


Verse 4

O holy Child of Bethlehem descend to us we pray,

Cast out our sin and enter in be born in us today.

We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell,

O come to us abide with us our Lord Emmanuel.


Away in a Manger


Verse 1

Away in a manger no crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head.

The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay,

The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.


Verse 2

The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes,

But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes.

I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky,

And stay by my side until morning is nigh.


Verse 3

Be near me Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay,

Close by me forever and love me I pray.

Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care,

And fit us for heaven to live with Thee there.



While shepherds watched


Verse 1

While shepherds watched their flocks by night,

All seated on the ground.

The angel of the Lord came down,

And glory shone around.


Verse 2

Fear not said he for mighty dread,

Had seized their troubled mind.

Glad tidings of great joy I bring,

To you and all mankind.


Verse 3

To you in David's town this day,

Is born of David's line.

A Saviour who is Christ the Lord,

And this shall be the sign.


Verse 4

The heavenly babe you there shall find,

To human view displayed.

All meanly wrapped in swaddling bands,

And in a manger laid.


Verse 5

All glory be to God on high,

And on the earth be peace.

Goodwill hence forth from heaven to men,

Begin and never cease.


Hark, the Herald Angels Sing

Verse 1

Hark the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born king.

Peace on earth and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconciled.

Joyful all ye nations rise,

Join the triumph of the skies.

With the angelic host proclaim,

Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Hark the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born king.


Verse 2

Christ by highest heaven adored,

Christ the everlasting Lord.

Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of the virgin’s womb.

Veiled in flesh the godhead see,

Hail the incarnate deity.

Pleased as man with man to dwell,

Jesus our Emmanuel.

Hark the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born king.


Verse 3

Hail the Heaven-born prince of peace,

Hail the Sun of righteousness.

Light and life to all he brings,

Risen with healing in his wings.

Mild He lays His glory by,

Born that man no more may die,

Born to raise the sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth.

Hark the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born King.

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