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The 12 Songs Of Christmas

The WFM Collection  •  Album

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Here are 12 Christmas songs guaranteed to bring joy and inspiration to your Holiday Season. Each performed by one of our favorite Watchfire Music Artists with loving care and in the spirit of this special time of year. They represent all the fine artists in our Holiday genre and there’s so much more there awaiting your listening ears and inquisitive minds. The songs also cover various styles from classical to pop and the birth of Jesus to ol’ St. Nick. A CD certainly for the whole family!

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Christmas Song
Music and Lyrics by Don Rebic

Merry Christmas all year through
Visions of sugarplums, mistletoe too
I’ve heard people say,
“What Christmas was, no longer is,”
They just can’t find the way
To make each day feel like Christmas

Merry Christmas to us all
Why can’t mankind deck the halls
With peace and love to all God’s children?
Merry Christmas to you
When snowflakes fall and winter comes
I long for that special day

Merry Christmas all year through
Visions of sugarplums, mistletoe too
I’ve heard people say,
“What Christmas was, no longer is,”
They just can’t find the way
To make each day feel like Christmas

I wish us all a Merry Christmas
Why can’t we deck the halls
With peace and love to all God’s children?
Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas

Why can’t we deck the halls?
Peace and love to all

Merry Christmas to you
Merry Christmas

What Child Is This
Lyrics by William C. Dix

What child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the king,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary!

So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh;
Come, peasant, king, to own him.
The King of kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone him.
Raise, raise the song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby;
Joy, joy, for Christ is born,
The babe, the son of Mary!

Wonderful
Text by Mary Baker Eddy
Lyrics adapted from the Book of John
Music by Peter Link

The wakeful shepherd beholds
The first faint morning beams,
Ere cometh the full radiance
Of a risen day.
So shone the pale star
To the prophet-shepherds;
Yet it traversed the night, and came
Where, in cradled obscurity, lay
The Bethlehem babe,
And his name shall be called Wonderful,
Wonderful

The people that walked in darkness
Have seen a very great light:
For unto us a child is born,
And a son is given:
And the government shall be upon his shoulder:

And his name shall be called Wonderful,
Counselor,
The Mighty God,
The Everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace
Yes his name shall be called Wonderful

Now the Son of man is glorified,
Yes and God is glorified in him.
Verily, he says unto you,
“He that believeth on me,
The works that I do shall he do also;
And greater works than these shall he do;

If ye love me, keep my commandments.
And I will pray the Father,
And he shall give you another Comforter”

The prophet of today
Beholds in the mental horizon
The signs of these times,
The reappearance of the Christianity
Which heals the sick
And destroys error,
And no other sign shall be given.

When a new spiritual idea is borne to earth,
The prophetic Scripture of Isaiah is renewedly fulfilled:
Saying “Unto us a child is born, . . .”
“Unto us a child is born, . . .”

And his name shall be called Wonderful.”
Counselor,
The Mighty God,
The Everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace
Yes his name shall be called Wonderful
Wonderful
Yes he is wonderful
Wonderful!

Words by Mary Baker Eddy from the Christian Science Hymnal, used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection

Balulalow
Traditional


O my deare hert, young Jesu sweit,
Prepare thy creddil in my spreit

And I sall rock thee in my hert,

And never mair from thee depert.


But I sall praise thee evermore

With sangis sweit unto thy gloir.

The knees of my hert sall I bow,

And sing that richt Balulalow.

Joy to the World
Lyrics by Isaac Watts

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the World, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.

The Innkeeper’s Wife

Music and Lyrics by Don Sebesky

‘Twas on a cold midwinter night a knock came at the door 

A man and wife who far from home

For shelter did implore

The man concerned, the woman calm 

Her face serene and mild 

And as I looked into her eyes

I saw she was with child

Oh, how my heart did weep to see them in their plight

On that cold midwinter night

But there was no room, no room, no room anywhere

In all of Bethlehem that night

There was no room left to spare 

Except for the stable, the stable

Was the best that we could do

They thanked us saying good friends

May all God’s blessings come to you
May his blessings come to you

All through the dark and lonely hours

I tried in vain to sleep

My thoughts were with the man and maid

And the vigil they did keep 

As I looked out I saw a single star up in the sky 

And as the dawn began to break, I heard a baby cry

Oh, how my heart rejoiced
At the sound so clear and bright 

On that cold midwinter night

I quickly hastened from my bed to see that all was well 

There were shepherds gathering in the fields

And on their knees they fell 

At the wonders they beheld

For there were angels, angels, angels hovering on high

Singing sweetly to the babe who on the straw did lie 

And I saw three kings, three kings, all on bended knee 

And as they gave their precious gifts
I moved closer to see

And the baby smiled at me

And there was no room, no room,
I swear by stars above 

There was no room left within my heart

For anything, not anything but love

Christmas In My Soul
Music and Lyrics
by
Peter Link

It looks as though
There won’t be snow on Christmas
And the holly and the mistletoe
Were sold out long ago
The midtown rush was just a little too much
And this year santa and his reindeer
Never left the pole

Suddenly it just don’t seem like Christmas
Suddenly it don’t seem so natural

Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul
Takin’ my time
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul

But somehow a church bell caught my ear
Somehow a little child caught my eye
Somehow an old man playing on his trumpet
Stopped that drummer in me
With a ty- rie -die-dee-i
Rie -die-dee-i
Rie -die-dee-i-i-i-i

And suddenly it all seemed very simple
And suddenly it all seemed so natural

Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul

Somehow the whole affair almost slipped on by
I nearly lost the childhood dream
I plumb forgot the reason why
And all my Christmas longings
Were simply left behind
As I went running through the wrappings
And the ribbons and the rhyme
And rollin’ through december
Like a man against time

Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Looking for Christmas
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul
Takin’ my time
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul
Takin’ my time
Trying to find a little Christmas in my soul

O Holy Night
Lyrics by Adolphe Adam

O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appears and the Soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, o night when Christ was born;
O night divine, o night, o night divine!

Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! So praise his name forever,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!

Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, o night when Christ was born;
O night divine, o night, o night divine!
O night divine!

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.



The children were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.

And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and papa in his cap,

Had just settled their brains for a long winter’s nap.



When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.



The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.



With a little old driver, so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.

More rapid than eagles his reindeer they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!



”Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”



As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.

So up to the house-top the reindeer they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St Nicholas too.



And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.

As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.



He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.



His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.



The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!



He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.



He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!



He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,

”Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

Silent Night
German Lyrics by Joseph Mohr
English Translation by John Freeman Young

Stille Nacht! Heil’ge Nacht!
Alles schläft; einsam wacht
Nur das traute hoch heilige Paar.
Holder Knab’ im lockigen Haar,
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!
Schlafe in himmlischer Ruh!

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

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