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d1 | Adeste fideles, l'ti triumphantes | | | | | | | |
d2 | All my heart this night [day] rejoices | | | | | | | |
d3 | Angels and shining immortals | | | | | | | |
d4 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d5 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
d6 | Blow, ye golden trumpets, blow | | | | | | | |
d7 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d8 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
d9 | Can there be a sweeter story | | | | | | | |
d10 | Carol, but in gladness, not in songs | | | | | | | |
d11 | Carol, carol, Christians, carol joyfully | | | | | | | |
d12 | Carol, sweetly carol, happy songs today | | | | | | | |
d13 | Christ is born of maiden fair | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing | | | | | | | |
d15 | Gather round [around] the [our] Christmas tree | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, what sounds are sweetly stealing | | | | | | | |
d19 | Holy night, peaceful night | | | | | | | |
d20 | In the field [fields] with their flocks abiding | | | | | | | |
d21 | In the wintry heaven shines a wondrous star | | | | | | | |
d22 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d23 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d24 | Little children, can you tell | | | | | | | |
d25 | Morning star, in splendor shining | | | | | | | |
d26 | Not in halls of regal splendor | | | | | | | |
d27 | O Christmastide, O Christmastide | | | | | | | |
d28 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d29 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
d30 | Peace on earth, good will to men | | | | | | | |
d31 | Saw you never in the twilight When the sun | | | | | | | |
d32 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d33 | Shine out, O blessed star | | | | | | | |
d34 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d35 | Sing we merry Christmas | | | | | | | |
d36 | Sleep, holy Babe, upon thy [your] mother's | | | | | | | |
d37 | Stars all bright are beaming | | | | | | | |
d38 | Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht, Alles schl'ft | | | | | | | |
d39 | The air is filled with the echoes | | | | | | | |
d40 | The angels sang one starry night | | | | | | | |
d41 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d42 | The virgin stills the crying | | | | | | | |
d43 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
d44 | There's a wonderful tree, a wonderful tree | | | | | | | |
d45 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d46 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
d47 | When Christ was born of Mary free | | | | | | | |
d48 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d49 | Zion [Sion], the marvelous story be telling | | | | | | | |