Christmas Medley
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!
Sing, choirs of angels; sing in exultation
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest!
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord!
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
Be near me, Lord Jesus
I ask You to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Your tender care
And fit us for heaven
To live with You there
O holy night! the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night divine, O night, O night divine!
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!
Sing, choirs of angels; sing in exultation
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest!
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord!
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
Be near me, Lord Jesus
I ask You to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Your tender care
And fit us for heaven
To live with You there
O holy night! the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night divine, O night, O night divine!
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Writer(s): Shawn Walden
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