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Massivemuse Holiday Party and Sing-Along with Handel + Haydn

WCRB's Holiday Massivemuse Sing-along with Handel and Haydn Society

If you missed it on December 9, you can still watch the Facebook Live Holiday Sing-along with the Handel and Haydn Society.

The lyrics to the sing-along in the second half are below:

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.

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
which inspire your heavenly song?
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

O Come, All Ye Faithful
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Come and behold him, born the King of angels;
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,
sing, all ye citizens of heav’n above:
“Glory to God in the highest!”
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!
 

Silent Night
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!
Wondrous star, lend thy light;
with the angels let us sing,
Alleluia to our King;
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born!
 

Deck the Halls
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la…
‘Tis the season to be jolly, fa la la…
Don we now our gay apparel, fa la la…
Troll the ancient Yule tide carol, fa la la…

Fast away the old year passes, fa la la…
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, fa la la…
Sing we joyous, all together, fa la la…
Heedless of the wind and weather, fa la la…

Joy to the World
Joy to the world! the Lord is come:
let earth receive her King.
Let every heart prepare him room,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven, and heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the earth! the Savior reigns:
let all their songs employ,
while fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat the sounding joy,
repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
and makes the nations prove
the glories of his righteousness
and wonders of his love,
and wonders of his love,
and wonders, wonders of his love.

O Christmas Tree
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
how lovely are your branches,
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
how lovely are your branches.
Not only green in summer’s glow,
but ever green mid winter snow,
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
how lovely are your branches.

We Wish You a Merry Christmas
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
we wish you a Merry Christmas,
we wish you a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!
Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin;
good tidings for Christmas
and a happy new year.
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
we wish you a Merry Christmas,
we wish you a Merry Christmas
and a Happy New Year!

Jingle Bells
Dashing through the snow
in a one horse open sleigh,
o'er the fields we go
laughing all the way!
Bells on bobtail 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!
Jingle bells, jingle bells
jingle all the way.
Oh, what fun it is to ride
in a one-horse open sleigh!

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 the angelic hosts proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild, he lays his glory by,
born that we no more may die,
born to raise us from the earth,
born to give us second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the newborn King!”