Silent Night

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht,

Alles schlft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute hochheilige Paar.
Holder Knabe im lockigen Haar,
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!
Schlaf in himmlischer Ruh!
Oche chiin, oche Mhic D,
Aoir ar dts chuala na scal;
Allelia aingeal ag glaoch,
Cantan suairc I ngar is I gcin,
Crost an Slnaitheoir Fin,
Crost an Slnaitheoir Fin.
Silent night, Holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord at thy birth
Jesus, Lord at thy birth.
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
For Christ is born of Mary
And gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love
O morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God the King
And Peace to men on earth
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.
O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to 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,
No crib for His 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.
The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side,
'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 take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
Coventry Carol
Luly lula, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters, too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor Youngling for whom we
sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.
That woe is me, poor Child, for
Thee,
And ever mourn and day;
For Thy parting, nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.

Once in royal Davids 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.

Still, Still, Still

Let all the world be still,
For Mary lays her son to rest,
Sings to him softly at her breast,
Still, still, still,
Let all the world be still.

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 mean, and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

Sleep, sleep, sleep,

My dearest baby, sleep.
The angels all rejoice and sing,
Heavn for your delight shall ring.
Sleep, sleep, sleep.
My dearest baby sleep.

Not in that poor lowly stable,

With the oxen standing by,
We shall see him; but in heaven,
Set at Gods right hand on high
When like stars his children crowned,
All in white shall wait around.

Joy, joy, joy,

My heart is filled with joy!
The God of love has left his throne,
Made this humble world his own,
Joy, joy, joy.
My heart is filled with joy!