O Come O Come Emmanuel

O come, O come, Emmanuel,

And ransom captive Israel

That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appears.

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Emmanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel.

O Little Town of Bethlehem

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.

The First Noel

The First Noel, the Angel did say

Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,

In fields where they lay keeping their sheep

On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,

Born is the King of Israel!