Santa Claus is coming to town

You better watch out

You better not cry
Better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He's making a list

And checking it twice
Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you're sleeping

He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!

Oh! You better watch out!

You better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
 Mary's boy child
Long time ago in Bethlehem,
So the Holy Bible say,
Mary's boy child, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.

Hark, now hear the angels sing,

A new king born today,
And man will live forever more,
Because of Christmas Day.

While shepherds watched their flocks by night,

Them see a bright new shining star,
Them hear a choir sing,
The music seemed to come from afar.

Now Joseph and his wife Mary,

Come to Bethlehem that night,
Them find no place to born her child,
Not a single room was in sight.

Hark, now hear the angels sing...

By and by they find a little nook
In a stable all forlorn,
And in a manger cold and dark,
Mary's little boy was born.

Hark, now here the angels sings...

Trumpets sound and angels sing,

Listen to what they say,
That man will live forever more,
Because of Christmas Day.

Holy night
Oh holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
 It is the night of the dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd 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
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh 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.
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.

Angels we have heard on high

Angels we have heard on high,
sweetly singing o'er the plains;
and the mountains in reply,
echoing their joyous strains.

Gloria in excelsis Deo,

 Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Shepherds, why this jubilee?

Why your joyous songs prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
which inspire your heavenly song?

Gloria in excelsis Deo,

Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Come to Bethlehem, and see

Him whose birth the Angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ, the Lord, our newborn King.

Gloria in excelsis Deo,

Gloria in excelsis Deo.
 Holly Jolly Christmas
Have a holly jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
I don't know if there'll be snow
but have a cup of cheer.

Have a holly jolly Christmas

And when you walk down the street
Say Hello to friends you know
and everyone you meet.
 Ho, ho, the mistletoe
hung where you can see
Somebody waits for you
Kiss her once for me.

Have a holly jolly Christmas,

and in case you didn't hear,
oh by golly, have a holly
jolly Christmas this year.