Bright, bright the holly berries
in the wreath upon the door,
Bright, bright the happy faces
with the thoughts of joys in store.
White, white the snowy meadow
wrapped in slumber deep and sweet
White, white the mistletoe
'neath which two lovers meet.
This is Christmas,
this is Christmas,
This is Christmas-time.
Gay, gay, the children's voices
filled with laughter, filled with glee,
Gay, gay the tinsled things
upon the dark and spicy tree.
Day, day, when all mankind
may hear the angel's song again,
Day, day when Christ was born
to bless the sons of men.
This is Christmas,
this is Christmas,
This is Christmas-time.
Sing, sing, ye heavenly host
to tell the blessed Savior's birth;
Sing, sing in holy joy,
ye dwellers all upon the earth.
King, King yet tiny Babe
come down to us from God above,
King, King of every heart
which opens wide to love.
This is Christmas,
this is Christmas,
This is Christmas-time.
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