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CAROLS @ KEIRLES 

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AT FRUIT FARM (JUST OFF A38)

Wednesday 22nd December

6 – 7 pm

Under cover, but pls bring torch

Seasonal refreshments, no loos!

All welcome – no charge

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Carol 1 No 3 on sheet

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 wondering love.
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God, the King,
And peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently,
The wondrous Gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
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:
Oh, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel

Carol 2 No 7 on sheet

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love the Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,
And stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Be near me Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay
Close by me for ever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there.

Carol 3 No 11 on sheet

The Holly and the Ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown:
Chorus: Oh, the rising of the sun
And the running of the deer;
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.

The holly bears a blossom,
As white as th’lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our sweet Saviour:

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do poor sinners good:

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas day in the morn:

The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall.
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
For to redeem us all:

The Holly and the Ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown;

Carol 4 No 20 on sheet

Good King Wenceslas look’d 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 cruael,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gath’ring winter fuel.

Men: ‘ Hither page, and stand by me,
If thou know’st it telling,
Yonder peasant who is he?
Whence and what his dwelling?’
Women: ‘Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence,
By St Agnes’ fountain’

All: ‘Bring me flesh and bring me wine,
Bring me pine logs hither;
Thou and I will see him dine,
When we bear them thither’.
Page and monarch, forth they went,
Forth they went together,
Through the rude winds’ wild lament
And the bitter weather.

Women: ‘ Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows sronger;
Fails my heart, I know not how;
I can go no longer.’
Men: ‘ Mark my footsteps good, my page,
Tread thou in them boldly:
Thou shalt find the winter’s rage
Freeze they blood less coldly.’

All In his master’s steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod
Which the saint had printed.
Therefore, Christians all, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.

Some words or poem

Carol 5 No 22 on sheet

In the bleak midwinter,
frosty wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow,
snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter,
long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold him,
nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away
when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter
a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.

What can I give him,
poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd,
I would bring a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him –
give my heart.

Carol 6 12 Days of Christmas
(not on music sheet)

On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– A partridge in a pear tree
On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the third day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Five Gold Rings ………etc
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Six geese a laying……….
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Seven swans a swimming………
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Eight maids a milking………
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Nine ladies dancing…………….
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Ten lords a leaping…………………
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Eleven pipers piping……………………
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
– Twelve drummers drumming……………… ( ….. well done all!)

Short Break – Refreshments

Carol 7 No 20 on sheet

The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy,
And they say that His name was Jesus.
Chorus: He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.
He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.
Oh yes, believer! Oh yes, believer!
He come from the glory,
He come from the glorious kingdom.

The angels sang when the baby born,
The angels sang when the baby born,
The angels sang when the baby born,
And proclaimed Him the Saviour Jesus.

The shepherds came where the baby born,
The shepherds came where the baby born,
The shepherds came where the baby born,
And they say that His name was Jesus.

The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
The Wise Men saw where the baby born,
And they say that His name was Jesus.

Carol 8 No 25 on sheet

It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold.
‘Peace on the earth, goodwill to men,
From heaven’s all-gracious King’
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lonely plains
They bend on heavenly wing,
And even o’er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

Yet, with the woes of sin and strife,
The world had suffered long;
Beneath the angels’ strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong.
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring:
Oh, hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing.

For lo! The days are hastening on,
By prophet bards foretold.
Whne, with the ever circling years,
Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient spendours fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing!

Carol 9 No 26 on sheet

See Him lying in a bed of straw:
A draughty stable with an open door.
Mary cradling the babe she bore –
The Prince of Glory is his name.
Chorus: O now carry me to Bethlehem
To see the Lord appear to men –
Just as poor as was the stable then,
The Prince of Glory when he came.

Star of silver, sweep across the skies,
Show where Jesus in the manger lies;
Shepherds, swiftly from your stupor rise
To see the Saviour of the world!

Angels, sing again the song you sang,
Bring God’s glory to the heart of man;
Sing that Bethl’em’s little baby can
Be salvation to the soul.

Some words or poem

Carol 10 No 15 in sheet

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!
Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar;
Heavenly hosts sing Al-le-lu-ia!
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, oh, 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
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth

Carol 11 No 18 in sheet

Ding dong merrily on high
In heaven the bells are ringing.
Ding dong! Verily the sky
Is riven with angels singing:
Chorus: Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis.

E’en so here below below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And i-o, i-o , i-o,
By priests and people sungen:

Pray you dutifully prime
Your matin chimes ye, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rime
Your evetime song ye singers:

Carol 12 No 12 on sheet

Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled.”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a Virgin’s womb!
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see!
Hail, the incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun 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 sons of earth,
born to give them second birth.
Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!”

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