It's Christmas Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Hey, 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 Hey, jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh It's Christmas Hey, jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Hey, jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh It's Christmas.
What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While the good shepherds watch are keeping So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh Come peasant, king to own Him The King of Kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring Him laud The babe, the son of Mary Oh raise, oh raise this song on high His mother sings her lullaby Oh joy, oh joy for Christ is born The babe and the son of Mary The holly and the ivy When they are both full grown Of all the trees That are in the wood, The holly wears the crown The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a blossom As white as lily flower And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ To be our sweet Saviour The rising of the sun The running of the deer The playing of the merry organ Sweet singing in the choi.
Oh 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. For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wondering love Oh morning stars together, proclaim thy holy birth. And praises sing to God the king, and peace to men on earth. Oh 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.