Refrain:
Go, tell it on the mountain,
over the hills and everywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain
that Jesus Christ is born.
While shepherds kept their watching
o'er silent flocks by night,
behold, throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light. Refrain
The shepherds feared and trembled
when lo, above the earth
rang out the angel chorus
that hailed our Saviour's birth! Refrain
Down in a lonely manger
the humble Christ was born,
and God sent our salvation
that blessed Christmas morn. Refrain
Good Christian men, rejoice, with heart and soul
and voice;
Now ye hear of endless bliss: Jesus Christ was born for this!
He has opened the heavenly door, and man is blest
forevermore.
Christ was born for this! Christ was born for this!
Good Christian men, rejoice, with heart and soul
and voice;
Now ye need not fear the grave: Jesus Christ was born to
save!
Calls you one and calls you all, to gain His everlasting
hall.
Christ was born to save! Christ was born to save!
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas day,
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
When we were gone astray;
Refrain:
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and
joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came.
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name. Refrain
The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoicéd much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding,
In tempest, storm, and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway
This blessed babe to find. Refrain
But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereat this infant lay
They found him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray. Refrain
Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface. Refrain
Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about,
Deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shown the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gathering winter fuel.
Hither, page, and stand by me.
If thou know it telling:
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes fountain.
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine.
Bring me pine logs hither.
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear the thither.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather.
Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows stronger.
Fails my heart, I know not how.
I can go no longer.
Mark my footsteps my good page,
Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.
In his master's step he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted.
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.
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. Grinch, With a nauseous
super "naus"!,
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked
hoss,
Mr. Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most
disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in
tangled up knots!
You're a foul one, Mr. 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"!
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 th' angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem!
Refrain:
Hark! the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born King!
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! Refrain
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.
Risen with healing in his wings,
Light and life to all he brings,
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Refrain
Come, Desire of nations come,
Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise, the Woman's conquering Seed,
Bruise in us the Serpent's head.
Adam's likeness now efface:
Stamp Thine image in its place;
Second Adam, from above,
Reinstate us in thy love. Refrain
Here we come a-wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wand'ring
So fair to be seen. Refrain
Refrain:
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.
We are not daily beggars
That beg from door to door,
But we are neighbors' children
Whom you have seen before. Refrain
Good master and good mistress,
As you sit beside the fire,
Pray think of us poor children
Who wander in the mire. Refrain
We have a little purse
Made of stretching leather skin;
We want some of your small change
To line it well within. Refrain
Bring us out a table
And spread it with a cloth;
Bring us out a cheese,
And of your Christmas loaf. Refrain
God bless the master of this house,
Likewise the mistress too;
And all the little children
That round the table go. Refrain
And all your kin and kinfolk,
That dwell both far and near;
I wish you a merry Christmas,
And a happy New Year. Refrain