The best of holidays to you and your families, however you may celebrate!
What sweeter music can we bring
than a carol for to sing the birth
of this our heavnly king.
Awake the voice awake the string.
Dark and dull nights
fly hence away
and give the honor to this day
that sees December turned to May.
That sees December turned to May.
Why does the chilling winters
smile like a field beset with corn
or smell like a meadow newly shorn.
Thus on the sudden come and see.
The cause why things such fragrant be.
Tis' he is born who's quickening
gives life and luster public mirth
to heaven and the under earth.
We see him come and know him ours
who with his sunshine and his showers
turns all the patient ground to flowers.
Turns all the patient ground to flowers.
The darling of the world is come
and fit it is we find a room to welcome him.
To welcome him.
The noble part of all the house
here is the heart
Which we receive him and bequeath, this holly and this ivy wreath.
To do him honor who's our king and lord of all this reveling.