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| It seems so long since I could say, 'Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!' Gosh oh gee, how happy I'd be, if I could only whistle | |
| There's a happy feeling Nothing in the world can buy, When they pass around the chocolate And the pumpkin pie | |
| As for me, my little brain Isn't very bright; Choose for me, old Santa Claus, What you think is right | |
| Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing; Yonder shines the infant Light | |
| Bring me flesh, and bring me wine. Bring me pine logs hither. Thou and I will see him dine When we bear them thither. | |
| Down to the village, With a broomstick in his hand, Running here and there all Around the square saying, Catch me if you can. | |
| Here is a hammer And lots of tacks Also a ball And a whip that cracks | |
| Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo, Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too. | |
| Come, Desire of nations come, Fix in us Thy humble home; Rise, the Woman's conquering Seed, Bruise in us the Serpent's head. | |
| Yet with the woes of sin and strife, The world hath suffered long; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled, Two thousand years of wrong | |
| E'en so here below, below, Let steeple bells be swungen, And 'Io, io, io!' By priest and people sungen. | |
| Ergo qui natus Die hodierna Jesu, tibi sit gloria Patris aeterni | |
| I've warned all my friends and neighbors, 'Better watch out for yourselves.' They should never give a license, To a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves. | |
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| Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care. And take them to heaven, To be with thee there. | |
| Oh how they pound, Raising the sound, O'er hill and dale, Telling their tale | |
| A Child, a Child shivers in the cold-- Let us bring him silver and gold | |
| The holly bears a berry, As red as any blood, And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To do poor sinners good | |
| No more let sins and sorrows grow, nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessing flow far as the curse is found | |
| HO HO HO, cherry nose, Cap on head, suit that's red, Special night, beard that's white | |
| Good master and good mistress, As you sit beside the fire, Pray think of us poor children Who wander in the mire. | |
| Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. | |
| A gent was riding by, in a one-horse open sleigh He laughed as there I sprawling lie but quickly drove away | |
| How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. | |
| We'll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman, Until the other kiddies knock him down. | |
| This star drew nigh to the northwest, O'er Bethlehem it took its rest, And there it did both stop and stay Right over the place where Jesus lay. | |
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