And the mountains in reply
The stars in the sky looked down where He lay.
Beautiful is the mother!
Don we now our gay apparel.
The sky is riven with angel singing.
In fields where they lay, keeping their sheep
Over the hills and everywhere
O tidings of comfort and joy.
Brightly shone the moon that night.
God and sinners reconciled
Love and joy come to you.
The playing of the merry organ
The world in solemn stillness lay.
O'er the fields we go, laughing all the way.
Let earth receive her King.
Born the King of angels
Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!
The silent stars go by.
Sleep in heavenly peace.
Two turtle-doves
Star with royal beauty bright
Now bring us some figgy pudding.
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
12 Days of Christmas
Santa's Reindeer
Finish the Christmas Song
