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Walthamstow Village
Christmas Carols
Tree & lights kindly supplied by LB Waltham Forest
Music by East London Brass - Carols led by Philip Creasy
Organised by
Walthamstow Village Residents’ Association
www.walthamstowvillage.net
ONCE
IN
ROYAL
DAVID'S
CITY
Good
Christian
men,
rejoice,
With
heart
and
soul
and
voice;
Once
in
Royal
David's
City
Now
ye
hear
of
endless
bliss:
Stood
a
lowly
cattle
shed,
Joy!
Joy!
Where
a
mother
laid
her
baby
Jesus
Christ
was
born
for
this!
In
a
manger
for
his
bed;
He
has
opened
the
heavenly
door,
Mary
was
that
mother
mild,
And
man
is
blest
for
evermore.
Jesus
Christ
her
little
child.
Christ
was
born
for
this!
Christ
was
born
for
this!
He
came
down
to
earth
from
heaven,
Who
is
God
and
Lord
of
all,
Good
Christian
men,
rejoice,
And
his
shelter
was
a
stable,
With
heart
and
soul
and
voice;
And
his
cradle
was
a
stall;
Now
ye
need
not
fear
the
grave:
With
the
poor
and
mean
and
lowly
Peace!
Peace!
Lived
on
earth
our
Saviour
holy.
Jesus
Christ
was
born
to
save!
Calls
you
one
and
calls
you
all,
And
through
all
his
wondrous
childhood
To
gain
His
everlasting
hall.
He
would
honour
and
obey,
Christ
was
born
to
save!
Love
and
watch
the
lowly
maiden,
Christ
was
born
to
save!
In
whose
gentle
arms
he
lay.
Christian
children
all
must
be,
SEE
AMID
THE
WINTER'S
SNOW
Mild,
obedient,
good
as
he.
See
amid
the
winter's
snow,
And
our
eyes
at
last
shall
see
him,
Born
for
us
on
earth
below,
Through
his
own
redeeming
love,
See
the
tender
lamb
appears,
For
that
child
so
dear
and
gentle
Promised
from
eternal
years.
Is
our
Lord
in
Heaven
above.
Hail!
Thou
ever
blessed
morn.
And
he
leads
his
children
on
Hail!
Redemption's
happy
dawn.
To
the
place
where
he
is
gone.
Sing
through
all
Jerusalem,
Christ
is
born
in
Bethlehem.
Lo,
within
a
manger
lies
He
who
built
the
starry
skies;
GOOD
CHRISTIAN
MEN,
REJOICE
He,
who
throned
in
height
sublime,
Sits
amid
the
Cherubim.
Good
Christian
men,
rejoice
Hail!
Thou
ever
blessed
morn.
with
heart
and
soul,
and
voice;
Hail!
Redemption's
happy
dawn.
Give
ye
heed
to
what
we
say:
Sing
through
all
Jerusalem,
News!
News!
Christ
is
born
in
Bethlehem.
Jesus
Christ
is
born
today;
Ox
and
ass
before
Him
bow;
Teach,
O
teach
us,
Holy
Child,
And
He
is
in
the
manger
now.
By
thy
face
so
meek
and
mild,
Christ
is
born
today!
Teach
us
to
resemble
Thee,
Christ
is
born
today!
In
thy
sweet
humility.
Hail!
Thou
ever
blessed
morn.
Hail!
Redemption's
happy
dawn.
Sing
through
all
Jerusalem,
Christ
is
born
in
Bethlehem.
2
WHILE
SHEPHERDS
WATCHED
For
Christ
is
born
of
Mary
And
gathered
all
above
1.
While
Shepherds
watch
their
flocks
by
night
While
mortals
sleep,
the
angels
keep
All
seated
on
the
ground
Their
watch
of
wondering
love
The
angel
of
the
Lord
came
down
O
morning
stars
together
And
glory
shone
around
Proclaim
the
holy
birth
And
praises
sing
to
God
the
King
2.
"Fear
not,"
said
he
for
mighty
dread
And
Peace
to
men
on
earth
Had
seized
their
troubled
mind
"Glad
tidings
of
great
joy
I
bring
How
silently,
how
silently
To
you
and
all
man-‐kind"
The
wondrous
gift
is
given!
So
God
imparts
to
human
hearts
3.
"To
you
in
David's
town
this
day
The
blessings
of
His
heaven.
Is
born
of
David's
line
No
ear
may
His
coming,
The
Saviour
who
is
Christ
the
Lord
But
in
this
world
of
sin,
And
this
shall
be
the
sign
Where
meek
souls
will
receive
him
still,
The
dear
Christ
enters
in.
4.
The
heav'nly
babe
you
there
shall
find
To
human
view
displayed
Oh
holy
Child
of
Bethlehem
All
meanly
wrapped
in
swathing
bands
Descend
to
us,
we
pray
And
in
a
manger
laid.
Cast
out
our
sin
and
enter
in
Be
born
to
us
today
5.
Thus
spake
the
seraph
and
forthwith
We
hear
the
Christmas
angels
Appeared
a
shining
throng
The
great
glad
tidings
tell
Of
angels
praising
God
who
thus
O
come
to
us,
abide
with
us
Addressed
their
joyful
song
Our
Lord
Emmanuel.
6.
"All
glory
be
to
God
on
high
And
on
the
earth
be
peace
SILENT
NIGHT
Goodwill
henceforth
from
heav'n
to
men
Begin
and
never
cease"
Silent
night,
holy
night,
All
is
calm,
all
is
bright
Round
yon
virgin
mother
and
Child.
Holy
Infant,
so
tender
and
mild,
O
LITTLE
TOWN
OF
BETHLEHEM
Sleep
in
heavenly
peace,
Sleep
in
heavenly
peace.
Oh
little
town
of
Bethlehem
How
still
we
see
thee
lie
Silent
night,
holy
night,
Above
thy
deep
and
dreamless
sleep
Shepherds
quake
at
the
sight;
The
silent
stars
go
by
Glories
stream
from
heaven
afar,
Yet
in
thy
dark
streets
shineth
Heavenly
hosts
sing
Alleluia!
The
everlasting
Light
Christ
the
Saviour
is
born,
The
hopes
and
fears
of
all
the
years
Christ
the
Saviour
is
born!
Are
met
in
thee
tonight
Silent
night,
holy
night,
Son
of
God,
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.
3
COVENTRY
CAROL
The
holly
and
the
ivy
Now
both
are
full
well
grown,
Lully
Lullay,
Thou
little
tiny
Child,
Of
all
the
trees
that
are
in
the
wood,
Bye,
bye,
Lullay,
Lullay.
The
holly
bears
the
crown.
Lullay,
thou
little
tiny
Child,
O
the
rising
of
the
sun
Bye,
bye,
Lully
Lullay.
And
the
running
of
the
deer
The
playing
of
the
merry
organ
O
sisters
too,
how
may
we
do,
Sweet
singing
of
the
choir
For
to
preserve
this
day
This
poor
youngling
for
whom
we
sing
Bye,
bye,
Lully
Lullay.
ANGELS
FROM
THE
REALMS
OF
GLORY
Herod,
the
king,
in
his
raging,
Charged
he
hath
this
day
1.
Angels
from
the
realms
of
glory,
His
men
of
might,
in
his
own
sight,
Wing
your
flight
o’er
all
the
earth;
All
young
children
to
slay.
Ye
who
sang
creation’s
story
Now
proclaim
Messiah’s
birth.
Then
woe
is
me,
poor
Child
for
Thee!
Come
and
worship,
And
ever
mourn
and
sigh,
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
For
thy
parting
neither
say
nor
sing,
Come
and
worship,
Bye,
bye,
Lully
Lullay.
Worship
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
THE
HOLLY
AND
THE
IVY
2.
Shepherds,
in
the
field
abiding,
Watching
o’er
your
flocks
by
night,
The
holly
and
the
ivy
God
with
us
is
now
residing;
When
they
are
both
full
grown
Yonder
shines
the
infant
light:
Of
all
the
trees
that
are
in
the
wood
Come
and
worship,
The
holly
bears
the
crown
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
O
the
rising
of
the
sun
Come
and
worship,
And
the
running
of
the
deer
Worship
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
The
playing
of
the
merry
organ
Sweet
singing
of
the
choir
3.
Sages,
leave
your
contemplations,
Brighter
visions
beam
afar;
The
holly
bears
a
blossom
Seek
the
great
Desire
of
nations;
As
white
as
lily
flower
Ye
have
seen
His
natal
star.
And
Mary
bore
sweet
Jesus
Christ
Come
and
worship,
To
be
our
sweet
Saviour
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
O
the
rising
of
the
sun
Come
and
worship,
And
the
running
of
the
deer
Worship
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
The
playing
of
the
merry
organ
Sweet
singing
of
the
choir
7.
All
creation,
join
in
praising
God,
the
Father,
Spirit,
Son,
The
holly
bears
a
berry
Evermore
your
voices
raising
As
red
as
any
blood
To
th’eternal
Three
in
One.
And
Mary
bore
sweet
Jesus
Christ
Come
and
worship,
To
do
poor
sinners
good
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
O
the
rising
of
the
sun
Come
and
worship,
And
the
running
of
the
deer
Worship
Christ,
the
newborn
King.
The
playing
of
the
merry
organ
Sweet
singing
of
the
choir
4
DECK
THE
HALLS
WITH
BOUGHS
OF
Oh,
jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
HOLLY
Jingle
all
the
way
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
Deck
the
halls
with
boughs
of
holly
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
'Tis
the
season
to
be
jolly
Jingle
all
the
way
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
Don
we
now
our
gay
apparel
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
Fa-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la.
Troll
the
ancient
Yule-‐tide
carol
A
day
or
two
ago,
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la.
The
story
I
must
tell
I
went
out
on
the
snow,
See
the
blazing
Yule
before
us.
And
on
my
back
I
fell;
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
A
gent
was
riding
by
Strike
the
harp
and
join
the
chorus.
In
a
one-‐horse
open
sleigh,
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
He
laughed
as
there
I
sprawling
lie,
Follow
me
in
merry
measure.
But
quickly
drove
away.
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
While
I
tell
of
Yule-‐tide
treasure.
Oh,
jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Jingle
all
the
way
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
Fast
away
the
old
year
passes.
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
Hail
the
new
year,
lads
and
lasses
Jingle
all
the
way
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
Sing
we
joyous,
all
together.
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
Heedless
of
the
wind
and
weather.
O
COME
ALL
YE
FAITHFUL
Fa-‐la-‐la-‐la-‐la,
la-‐la-‐la-‐la
O
Come
all
ye
faithful,
joyful
and
triumphant,
O
come
ye,
O
come
ye,
to
Bethlehem,
JINGLE
BELLS
Come
and
behold
Him,
Born
the
king
of
angels,
Jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him
Jingle
all
the
way
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
Christ
the
Lord.
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
Jingle
bells,
jingle
bells
God
of
God,
Light
of
Light
Jingle
all
the
way
Lo,
he
abhors
not
the
virgin’s
womb;
Oh,
what
fun
it
is
to
ride
Very
God,
begotten,
not
created;
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
Dashing
through
the
snow
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
Christ
the
Lord.
In
a
one
horse
open
sleigh
O'er
the
fields
we
go
Sing
Choirs
of
Angels,
Laughing
all
the
way
Sing
in
exultation;
Bells
on
bob
tails
ring
Sing
all
you
citizens
of
heaven
above!
Making
spirits
bright
Glory
to
God,
all
glory
in
the
highest;
What
fun
it
is
to
laugh
and
sing
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him
A
sleighing
song
tonight
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
O
come,
let
us
adore
Him,
Christ
the
Lord.
5
HARK
!
THE
HERALD
ANGELS
SING
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
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
new-‐born
King.
Hail
the
heaven-‐born
Prince
of
Peace!
Hail
the
Son
of
Righteousness!
Light
and
life
to
all
he
brings,
Ris’n
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
new-‐born
King
6