Jesus Lord and I will give you praise You bled and died on the cross We will never know the cost Every day you are dwelling inside me Praise unto Christ
the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains of hell One last perfect verse Is still the same old song Oh Christ how I hate
; And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born the son of God by name. Refrain Now to the Lord sing praises
comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son
of joy From God our Heavenly Father A blessed Angel came And unto certain Shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son
and joy From God our heavenly father The blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The Son
and joy From God our heavenly father A blessed angel came When unto certain shepards Brought tidings of the same How that in bethlehem was born The son
and joy! From God our heavenly Father A blessed angel came; And unto certain shepherds Brought tiding of the same; How that in Bethlehem was born The Son
comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father, a blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son
the air Everyone: (x2) Unto us the child unto us the son is given let us celebrate come on worship him won't you worship him Jesus Christ
and joy From God our heavenly Father, a blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son
and joy From God, our heavenly father The blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born The son
and joy From God our Heavenly Father a blessed Angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son
kneeling down Unto the Lord did pray O tidings of comfort and joy Comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Now to the Lord sing praises All you
Him Raise, raise the song on high The virgin sings her lullaby Joy, joy for Christ is born The Babe, the Son of Mary The Babe, the Son of Mary, Mary
your hands Sing for joy unto the risen Son of man Celebrate the life that?s been reborn in you Celebrate the One who?s making all things new Hallelujah, Christ
all, this Christmas-time, Consider well and bear in mind What our good God for us has done In sending his beloved Son. With Mary holy we should pray
A sweet example for mankind To learn to bear an humble mind Let all your songs and praises be Unto His heavenly majesty And evermore amongst our mirth Remember Christ
