Angels we have heard on high

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.

Chorus: 
Gloria, In Excelsius Deo 

Shepherd why this jubilee, 
Why your joyous strains prolong 
What the gladsome tidings be, 
Which inspire your heavenly song?

Come to Bethlehem and see, 
Him whose birth the angels sing 
Come adore on bended knee, 
Christ the Lord the newborn king. 

See him in a manger laid, 
Whom the choirs of angels praise 
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, 
While our hearts in love we raise. 

Jolly Old Saint Nicholas 

Jolly old Saint Nicholas
lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul
what I'm going to say:
 
Christmas Eve is coming soon
now you dear old man 
Whisper what you'll bring to me; 
tell me if you can

When the clock is striking twelve
when I'm fast asleep 
Down the chimney, broad and black
with your pack you'll creep 
All the stockings you will find 
hanging in a row 
Mine will be the shortest one
you'll be sure to know 

Bobby wants a pair of skates
Suzy wants a sled 
Nellie wants a picture book
yellow,
blue,
and red 
Now I think I'll leave to you 
what to give the rest 
Choose for me, dear Santa Claus; 
you will know the best
Angels We Have Heard