The First Noel
The first Noel, the angel 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 entered in those wise men three, full reverently upon the knee And offered there in His presence, their gold and myrrh and frankincense Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! Born is the King of Israel!
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! The Herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn 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 newborn King” Hail, the haven-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 newborn King”
Away In a Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes But the little Lord Jesus; No crying He makes I love thee, Lord Jesus; Look down from the sky And stay by my cradle ‘til morning is nigh 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.