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 Alleluia,
Christ the Savior is born!
Christ the Savior is born!

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 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 Virgin's womb,

Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,

Hail th'incarnate Deity,
Pleased with us in flesh to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel,
Hark! The herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born king".

Dashing through the snow,
In a one-horse open sleigh,
O'er the fields we go,
Laughing all the way,
Bells on bobtails ring,
Making spirits bright,
What fun it is to ride and sing,
A sleighing song tonight, oh!


Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh, what fun it is to ride,
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride,

In a one-horse open sleigh.


Now the ground is white,
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight,
Sing this sleighing song,
Get a bobtailed bay,
Two forty for his speed,
And hitch him to an open sleigh,
And you will take the lead.


Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh, what fun it is to ride,
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh, what fun it is to ride,
In a one-horse open sleigh,
Oh, what fun it is to ride,
In one horse open sleigh!

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.


Go, tell it on the mountain,

Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.

Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.


The shepherds feared and trembled,
When, lo!
Above the Earth,
Rang out the angel chorus, That hailed our Savior's birth.


Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere,
Go, tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born.