Obscure Verses of Christmas Songs

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Can you name the Christmas song from the line given?

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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
There's a happy feeling Nothing in the world can buy, When they pass around the chocolate And the pumpkin pie
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.
Here is a hammer And lots of tacks Also a ball And a whip that cracks
HO HO HO, cherry nose, Cap on head, suit that's red, Special night, beard that's white
We'll have lots of fun with Mister Snowman, Until the other kiddies knock him down.
E'en so here below, below, Let steeple bells be swungen, And 'Io, io, io!' By priest and people sungen.
The holly bears a berry, As red as any blood, And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To do poor sinners good
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
Down to the village, With a broomstick in his hand, Running here and there all Around the square saying, Catch me if you can.
Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing; Yonder shines the infant Light
A gent was riding by, in a one-horse open sleigh He laughed as there I sprawling lie but quickly drove away
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
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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.
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.
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
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine. Bring me pine logs hither. Thou and I will see him dine When we bear them thither.
Yet with the woes of sin and strife, The world hath suffered long; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled, Two thousand years of wrong
Bless all the dear children, In thy tender care. And take them to heaven, To be with thee there.
How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven.
Ergo qui natus Die hodierna Jesu, tibi sit gloria Patris aeterni
As for me, my little brain Isn't very bright; Choose for me, old Santa Claus, What you think is right
Good master and good mistress, As you sit beside the fire, Pray think of us poor children Who wander in the mire.

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