Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Coventry Carol

I include this Christmas Carol with a heavy heart, for the slaughter of the innocents continues today; it is so entrenched in everyday life we aren’t aware of the reach of its insidious tentacles. Even a quick search of how deeply infiltrated our lives are with this horror causes me to want to run away to an uninhabited place and live totally off the land. At Christmas, sad talk is shunned, but turning away doesn’t make the problem disappear. What to do? I’m completely baffled. I can only leave it on God’s altar and ask him to show me the way.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. ~Psalm 139:13-16

Flight Into Egypt – Titian 1508

Coventry Carol – Unknown (16th Century)

Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child,
Bye bye, lully, lullay.
Thou little tiny child,
Bye bye, lully, lullay.

O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing,
“Bye bye, lully, lullay?”

Herod the king, in his raging,
Chargèd he hath this day
His men of might in his own sight
All young children to slay.

That woe is me, poor child, for thee
And ever mourn and may
For thy parting neither say nor sing,
“Bye bye, lully, lullay.”

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Good King Wenceslas

Wenceslas was a real person: the Duke of Bohemia, a 10th-century Christian prince in a land where many practiced a more ancient religion. ~NPR

When people are ordered to show tolerance and kindness it breeds nothing but hypocrisy. True kindness almost never springs from force, but must be born within to be genuine. Authentic kindness grows out of love, love for God, love for others, and also love of self. The self-loathing being fobbed off as ‘wokeness’ in our culture today will not bring about love or kindness, but only perpetuate darkness and unrest.

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. ~Galatians 6:9

Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Saint Stephen’s Day, also called the Feast of Saint Stephen, is a Christian saint’s day to commemorate Saint Stephen, the first Christian martyr or protomartyr, celebrated on 26 December in the Latin Church and 27 December in Eastern Christianity. The Eastern Orthodox Churches that adhere to the Julian calendar mark Saint Stephen’s Day on 27 December according to that calendar, which places it on 9 January of the Gregorian calendar used in secular contexts. In Latin Christian denominations, Saint Stephen’s Day marks the second day of Christmastide. ~Wikipedia

GOOD KING WENCESLAS by John Mason Neale 1853

Good King Wenceslas looked out on the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gath’ring winter fuel.

“Hither, page, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes’ fountain.”

“Bring me food and bring me wine, bring me pine logs hither,
You and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither.”
Page and monarch, forth they went, forth they went together,
Through the cold wind’s wild lament and the bitter weather.

“Sire, the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger,
Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, my good page, tread now in them boldly,
You shall find the winter’s rage freeze your blood less coldly.”

In his master’s steps he trod, where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure, while God’s gifts possessing,
You who now will bless the poor shall yourselves find blessing.

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

I’ve loved the tones of The Carpenters for decades, and they don’t disappoint in this version of ‘I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.’ Fifty years ago, on Christmas Day, I received a record player and an album of the Carpenter’s titled ‘Close to You.’ How has time gone by so quickly?

I still have the album. It’s easy now to bring up the old songs sung by the Carpenters on tablet, Fire television or computer, but holding the old album in my hands takes me back to when I unwrapped it all those years ago.

I HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas day

Their old familiar carols play,

And wild and sweet the words repeat

Of peace on earth, good will to men.

I thought how, as the day had come,

The belfries of all Christendom

Had rolled along th’unbroken song

Of peace on earth, good will to men.

And in despair I bowed my head:

“There is no peace on earth,” I said,

“For hate is strong and mocks the song

Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:

“God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;

The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,

With peace on earth, good will to men.”

Till, ringing, singing, on its way,

The world revolved from night to day,

A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,

Of peace on earth, good will to men!

Phun Phacts – Stars

Mathias Krumbholz, CC BY-SA 3.0 , via Wikimedia Commons

Lift up your eyes and look to the heavens:
Who created all these?
He who brings out the starry host one by one
and calls forth each of them by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing. ~Isaiah 40:26

This evening, a rare conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn will resemble The Christmas Star.

“Find a spot with an unobstructed view of the sky, such as a field or park. Jupiter and Saturn are bright, so they can be seen even from most cities. An hour after sunset, look to the southwestern sky. Jupiter will look like a bright star and be easily visible. Saturn will be slightly fainter and will appear slightly above and to the left of Jupiter until December 21, when Jupiter will overtake it and they will reverse positions in the sky.
The planets can be seen with the unaided eye, but if you have binoculars or a small telescope, you may be able to see Jupiter’s four large moons orbiting the giant planet.” ~NASA

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Little Drummer Boy

Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, knowing that from the Lord you will receive the inheritance as your reward. You are serving the Lord Christ. ~Colossians 3:23-24

The Drummer Boy – William Morris Hunt 1862

I loved this song as a child. I love it as an adult. “I played my best for Him.” This year, whatever unfathomable event might take place, I will strive to be my best for Him.

Little Drummer Boy by Katherine Kennicott Davis 1941

Come they told me
Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born king to see
Pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the king
Pa rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum
So to honor him
Pa rum pum pum pum
When we come
Pum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum
Pum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum
Pum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum
Pum pum pum pum pa rum

Little baby
Pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too
Pa rum pum pum pum
I have no gift to bring
Pa rum pum pum pum
That’s fit to give our king
Pa rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum
Shall I play for you
Pa rum pum pum pum
Pa rum pum pum
Pum pum pum pum

Mary nodded
Pa rum pum pum pum
The ox and lamb kept time
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my drum for him
Pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for him
Pa rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum

Then he smiled at me
Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Come they told me
Pa rum pum pum pum
A new born king to see
Pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Rum pum pum pum

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Do You Hear What I Hear?

And he said to them, “Go into all the world and proclaim the gospel to the whole creation.” ~Mark 16:15

The Earth / NASA – Apollo 17 Crew

Said the King, pray for peace, people everywhere. I pray for peace, I also pray I will be able to ‘Go into all the world to proclaim the gospel.’ I feel the two go hand in hand. I didn’t know until I read the history of this song that it was composed as a plea for peace during the Cuban Missile Crisis. The link to the history of the song can be found below.

DO YOU HEAR WHAT I HEAR? by Gloria Shayne & Noël Regney (1962)

Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
(Do you hear what I hear)
Ringing through the sky shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
(Do you hear what I hear)
A song, a song
High above the trees
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know
In your palace wall mighty king
Do you know what I know
(Do you know what I know)
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold

Said the king to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
(Listen to what I say)Pray for peace people everywhere
Listen to what I say
(Listen to what I say)
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S

“If I, a lowly singer, dry one tear or soothe one humble human heart in pain, then my homely verse to God is dear and not one stanza has been sung in vain.” ~Jim Reeves

What do I leave behind me? My prayer for the coming year is to live each day as the gift it is, and try to do as much good as I can, no matter what the circumstances.

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. ~Galatians 6:9

The Angelus – Jean-Francois Millet 1857

C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S by Jenny Lou Carson

When I was but a youngster,
Christmas meant one thing,
That I’d be getting lots of toys that day.
I learned a whole lot different,
When my Mother sat me down,
And taught me to spell Christmas this way:

“C” is for the Christ child, born upon this day,
“H” for herald angels in the night,
“R” means our Redeemer,
“I” means Israel,
“S” is for the star that shone so bright,
“T” is for three wise men, they who traveled far,
“M” is for the manger where he lay,
“A”‘s for all He stands for,
“S” means shepherds came,

And that’s why there’s a Christmas day,
And that’s why there’s a Christmas day.

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/I Wonder As I Wander

In these days he went out to the mountain to pray, and all night he continued in prayer to God.     ~Luke 6:12

So often when I walk outdoors in nature I feel the presence of God with me. Away from the clatter and noise of our current civilization, I am able to quiet my inner voices and listen to Him. Sometimes it’s just a quiet walking about, at others I return to my home with insight and renewal within my spirit. This song seems to capture how I feel when I wander.

And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years, and let them be lights in the expanse of the heavens to give light upon the earth.” And it was so. ~Genesis 1:14-15

Nocturnal Landscape – Henry Ossawa Tanner

I WONDER AS I WANDER by John Jacob Niles

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die
For poor on’ry people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander out under the sky

When Mary birthed Jesus ’twas in a cow’s stall
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all
But high from God’s heaven, a star’s light did fall
And the promise of ages it then did recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing
Or all of God’s Angels in heaven to sing
He surely could have it, ’cause he was the King

I wonder as I wander out under the sky
How Jesus the Saviour did come for to die
For poor on’ry people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander out under the sky

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/What Child is This?

And Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man. ~Luke 2:52

Adoration of the Magi – Jan de Bray 1674

If the tune sounds familiar, it is also the tune of the folk song, ‘Greensleeves.’ “The King of kings, salvation brings – Let loving hearts enthrone Him.” I hope to live this stanza out in my heart every day.

WHAT CHILD IS THIS? William Chatterton Dix 1865

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!

Why lies He in such mean estate
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear for sinners here,
The silent Word is pleading.

This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Hail, Hail, the Word made flesh,
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!

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/ O Holy Night

‘Till he appeared—the soul felt its worth. The song speaks of a thrill of hope, and somehow the music, the words, the way the song soars does seem to bring to me a thrill of hope.

“Who is like you, O Lord, among the gods? Who is like you, majestic in holiness, awesome in glorious deeds, doing wonders? ~Exodus 15:11

Carlo Maratta – Navtivita – 1655

O HOLY NIGHT – composed by Adolphe Adam 1847

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 appeared 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, O holy night, O night divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming;
With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand:
So, led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here come the wise men from Orient land,
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger,
In all our trials born to be our friend;

He knows our need, To our weakness no stranger!
Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King! your King! before him bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is Love and His gospel is Peace;
Chains shall he 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, then ever! ever praise we!
His pow’r and glory, evermore proclaim!
His pow’r and glory, evermore proclaim!

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Away in a Manger

The first time I remember being in a children’s Christmas program I sang ‘Away in a Manger,’ as a duet with a boy named Juddie Sweet. The church was pastored by my father in the small town of Clinton, Pa, about an hour out of Pittsburgh in western Pennsylvania. A camp-meeting, appropriately called Clinton Camp, was in the same town. I was in several years of Christmas programs afterwards, but it is this one I remember best. I have never lost my love for this beautiful Christmas Carol, so beloved by little children for over a century.

And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn. ~Luke 2:7

The Nativity – Federico Barocci (1597)

AWAY IN A MANGER – Unknown Author (1880’s)

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.

The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.

I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle ’til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.

Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there.

Preserving the Good – 31 Days of Christmas Carols/O Little Town of Bethlehem

Bethlehem—what sounds, smells, sights were experienced by those in the town on that night long ago? Did anyone sense they were living in a moment that would change the world and all mankind forever? In our own lives, what do we miss because we are focused on the ordinary, caught up in our everyday routines, rather than seeking the divine?

Too little to be among the clans of Judah,
From you One will go forth for Me to be ruler in Israel.
His goings forth are from long ago,
From the days of eternity.” ~Micah 5:2

Bethlehem Gateway – 1898 – Photograph taken in 1898 – artist unknown


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.

For Christ is born of Mary
And, gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wond’ring love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to all on earth!

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is giv’n!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his heav’n.
No ear may hear his coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still
The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Immanuel!

Perserving the Good – 31 Days of Christmas Carols/Go Tell It on the Mountain

‘Go Tell It on the Mountain,’ doesn’t sound like a typical Christmas Carol, but the words are a reminder to celebrate Christ Jesus’ birth, and also tell it all over the world. The song was compiled by John Wesley Work Jr., and dates back to at least 1865.

How beautiful on the mountains
are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace,
who bring good tidings,
who proclaim salvation,
who say to Zion,
“Your God reigns!” ~Isaiah 52:7

Vincent Van Gogh’s Starry Night painting almost seems to have a voice of its own. I can almost hear the sky singing when I look at the painting, and I love the small church at the center with the mountains in the distance.

Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh


Go, tell it on the mountain,
over the hills and everywhere;
go, tell it on the mountain
that Jesus Christ is born.

While shepherds kept their watching
o’er silent flocks by night,
behold, throughout the heavens
there shone a holy light. [Refrain]

The shepherds feared and trembled
when lo! above the earth
rang out the angel chorus
that hailed our Savior‘s birth. [Refrain]

Down in a lowly manger
the humble Christ was born,
and God sent us salvation
that blessed Christmas morn. [Refrain]

Preserving the Good – 31 Days of Christmas Carols/O Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fidelis)

I love Tasha Cobbs. When Tasha sings about Jesus you know she really means it! I hope in everything I do, in all I say, I hope my love of Jesus comes through as if I REALLY BELIEVE IT! Because—yes, I do!

“Don’t let your heart be troubled. Believe in God. Believe also in me.” ~John 14:1

Grace – Eric Enstrom (1918)

O Come, All Ye Faithful (attributed to various authors)

O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him
Born the King of Angels:
O come, let us adore Him, (3×)
Christ the Lord.

Sing choirs of angels, sing in exultation,
Sing, all ye citizens of Heaven above!
Glory to God, glory in the highest:
O come, let us adore Him, (3×)
Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given!
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
O come, let us adore Him, (3×)
Christ the Lord.

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/We Three Kings

‘We Three Kings’ has always seemed to me a perfect Christmas Carol, capturing the dignity and wisdom of the Magi who visited and worshipped the Christ child.

“And going into the house they saw the child with Mary his mother, and they fell down and worshiped him. Then, opening their treasures, they offered him gifts, gold and frankincense and myrrh.” ~Matthew 2:11

Adoration of the Magi – Bartolomé Esteban Murillo (1655)

We Three Kings Of Orient Are – John Henry Hopkins (1857)

We three kings of Orient are;
bearing gifts we traverse afar,
field and fountain, moor and mountain,
following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of light,
star with royal beauty bright,
westward leading, still proceeding,
guide us to thy perfect light.

Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain,
gold I bring to crown him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
over us all to reign. [Refrain]

Frankincense to offer have I;
incense owns a Deity nigh;
prayer and praising, voices raising,
worshiping God on high. [Refrain]

Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
breathes a life of gathering gloom;
sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
sealed in the stone-cold tomb. [Refrain]

Glorious now behold him arise;
King and God and sacrifice:
Alleluia, Alleluia,
sounds through the earth and skies. [Refrain]

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

The video of this song by Anna Hawkins, the reverence, the scenes of Israel touched my heart. I would love to see Israel in person, but if I can’t, I so appreciate the glimpses technology gives me of the land God has blessed, and where my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ lived his life here on earth.

I love the way the light, in this rather dark, classical painting of the Nativity, shines out from the Christ Child. He is the light of the world—and this artwork, painted in the 1700’s by an artist who is now unknown, captures the way the Savior ‘disperses the gloomy clouds of night,’ not only in the world, but also in our heart, mind, and spirit.

The Nativity – Anonymous (1700’s)

“For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.” ~II Corinthians 4:6

O COME, O COME, EMMANUEL (Between 1500’s and 1700’s, might be as early as 12th century)

O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory o’er the grave.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Dayspring, from on high,
And cheer us by Thy drawing nigh;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come
And open wide our heav’nly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Adonai, Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height,
In ancient times didst give the law
In cloud and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Hark the Herald Angels Sing

The beautiful baritone voice of Nat King Cole is one of my best Christmas carol memories. I’ve listened to his carols and songs of Christmas since I was a very young child. Well known for his rendition of ‘The Christmas Song,’ his voice seems blessed with the ability to bring a sense of the divine to the wonderful old Christmas carols. Instead of jingle-jangles and merriment, which I enjoy also, I always choose first those old, sweet songs that bring me a sense of reverence and awe for the newborn King.

“Therefore, since we receive a kingdom which cannot be shaken, let us show gratitude, by which we may offer to God an acceptable service with reverence and awe—” ~Hebrews 12:28

Worship of the Shepherds by Agnolo Bronzino (1539)


Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th’ angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favoured one.
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;
Hail, th’incarnate Deity:
Pleased, as man, with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!
Hail! the heaven-born
Prince of peace!
Hail! the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King !”

~Charles Wesley (1739)

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Bring a Torch Jeanete Isabella

This Christmas carol is one of the lesser known in the United States, but in the Provence section of France, where the carol originated, it is still sung by children dressed as shepherds and milkmaids, as they walk to Midnight Mass.

Church of the Nativity/Birthplace of Jesus

BRING A TORCH, JEANETTE ISABELLA (17th Century Christmas Carol)

Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella!
Bring a torch, to the stable call
Christ is born, tell the folk of the village
Jesus is born and Mary’s calling.
Ah![a] Ah! Beautiful is the Mother!
Ah! Ah! Beautiful is her Child

Who is that, knocking on the door?
Who is it, knocking like that?
Open up, we’ve arranged on a platter
Lovely cakes that we have brought here
Knock! Knock! Open the door for us!
Knock! Knock! Let’s celebrate!

It is wrong when the Child is sleeping,
It is wrong to talk so loud.                                                                                                  Silence, now as you gather around,
Lest your noise should waken Jesus.
Hush! Hush! See how He slumbers;
Hush! Hush! See how fast He sleeps!

Softly now unto the stable,
Softly for a moment come!
Look and see how charming is Jesus,
Look at Him there, His cheeks are rosy!
Hush! Hush! See how the Child is sleeping;
Hush! Hush! See how He smiles in His dreams!

Preserving the Good – 31 Christmas Carols/Angels From the Realms of Glory

Who doesn’t enjoy singing Angels From the Realms of Glory? I love to watch small children sing this carol at Christmas. Oh my, how they get into the Gloria in Excelsis Deo refrain. I tend to sing like a child myself when I’m alone in the house, but when I go out, alas, I tend to put my adult persona back on. I’d rather stay the exuberant child wherever I may be. One day perhaps I will throw off my respectable self and shout like a child singing of the Savior.

“He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:2-4

Song of the Angels William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905)

ANGELS FROM THE REALMS OF GLORY by James Montgomery (1816)

Angels from the realms of glory
Wing your flight through all the earth
Ye who sang creation’s story
Now proclaim Messiah’s birth
In excelsis deo
In excelsis deo
Shepherds, in the fields abiding
Watching o’er your flocks by night
God with man is now residing
Yonder shines the infant light
In excelsis deo
In excelsis deo
Sages, leave your contemplation
Brighter visions beam afar
Seek the great desire of nations
Ye have seen His natal star
In excelsis deo
In excelsis deo
In excelsis deo
In excelsis deo

(The original refrain is
Come and worship, come and worship
Worship Christ the newborn King.)