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JEWEL lyrics - Joy: A Holiday Collection

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

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hark! the herald angels sing 'glory to the newborn king!' peace on earth, and mercy mild god and sinners reconciled joyful all ye nations rise join the triumph of the skies with th'angelic host proclaim 'christ is born in bethlehem.' hark! the herald angels sing 'glory to the newborn king!' christ, by highest heav'n adored christ the everlasting lord late in time behold him come offspring of the favored one veiled in flesh, the godhead see hail th'incarnate deity pleased, as man with men to dwell jesus, our immanuel! hark! the herald angels sing 'glory to the newborn king!' oh, oh, oh ah hail! the heav'n born prince of peace! hail! the son of righteousness! light and life to all he brings ris'n with healing in his wings (mild he lays his glory by) born that man no more may die born to raise the sons of earth born to give them second birth hark! the herald angels sing 'glory to the newborn king!' yeah

As It Was In The Beginning...

JEDI MIND TRICKS "The Psycho-Social, Chemical, Biological, And Electro-Magnetic Manipulation ..."
[Verse 1] To the angelic seven cathedrals Relic illadelphia, right words of power Him who was holy, who holds the key That opens, no one can sit it Sick ven-a-nicious, sound of seven trumpets Those synagogues of Satan Will fall down at my feet, knowing I've awakened; I'm comin' soon for them, Elohim's New Jerusalem Puttin', millennium, quintisential christians Two, shall be revealed, by the seven cathedral seal As above soap elope a whole David Shill Eli, Eli, lama sabbachthani Those who defame me, shall keep open my wounds No liars, allowed in the school of Mogoon [Verse 2] Seven plagues of the seven angels Seven emcee's get strangled by the seven holiest triangles Eye of magnum, plexy glass beams that see through Sons of Evil, like Ronnie Knievel I believe you, of the lamb, prepare for the verbal slaughter Save your breath, like you was under water I am torture, like the fear of internationalism Nazi eugenics and economic rationalism I am the ming, born on to the swords And I am the bing, bringin' holy wars Orators from the womb of Ilyuwn Glory be to, the, sustain a El Kaloom Gabriel fell from the steps of the heavens Extraditing evil, knew the angels in the seventh [Chorus x2] As it was in the beginning So shall it shall be in the end [Verse 3] Black Tibetan Aby-Abyssinians That begins the extortiation of the fullations Battle through the tombs of the Shangri-La Illadelphia Shambhalla, enter the paradictum Of Rasululah, Assyrian celestial Hebrews Pellets, of the historians, hieroglyphic And I am, the silhouttes, a risky end inventor The I'll czar shine of two one five Beyold sons of limitless light, porder rights That's reveal, from the seventh heavenly hill The book of El's angel, the apocalyptic tabernacle sacred Sephirotic prophetical chapels The synagogues of El Kaloom, the ghost fills the monastery Sanctuary cathedral, from the kingdom of Melchezidek We the mystic regime of the Annunaki Elohim We were originated, from land, the blackness Of light was formulated, from our sylapsis If you get, tarnished in all phrases, and salutation To the mercifullness, glory of the Sunz of Mansion [Chorus] [Verse 4] Sink like the Titan', into the cold Dark waters of the ocean, my thought modes Different land and center motion Elevated to rise, beyond the shores, revelators For episodes to the future, energy seekin' Intruder, infiltrate the periemeter Lock your MIA, initiation chamber Move to the guard snakes, not a stranger With four large spiritual anger [Chorus x2]

Joy To The World

JOHNNY MATHIS "The Christmas Album"
Joy to the world The Lord is come Let Earth receive her King Let every heart Prepare him room And heaven, let heaven Heaven and nature Heaven and nature sing Everybody sing Joy to the world The Lord is come (Let Earth receive her King) Let every heart Prepare him room Let heaven and nature sing Let heaven and nature sing Go tell of his glory Go shout the new story That the Savior is born Let heaven, heaven Heaven and nature sing Let fields and flocks Rocks hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy Repeat the sounding joy Go tell of his glory Go shout the new story The Savior is born Let heaven, heaven Heaven, heaven And nature sing Sing joy to the world For the Savior reigns And makes His blessings flow Joyful all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With angelic hosts proclaim Glory to the King While the angels sing Everybody sing Joy to the world The Lord is come (Let Earth receive her King) Let every heart Prepare him room Let heaven and nature sing Let heaven and nature sing Go tell of his glory Go shout the new story That the Savior is born Let heaven, heaven Heaven and nature sing Everybody sing joy Sing joy to the world All over the world Sing joy, oh Sing joy, everybody sing Joy to the world

O Little Town Of Bethlehem

JACKIE EVANCHO "Heavenly Christmas"
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight For Christ is born of Mary And gathered all above While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love O morning stars together Proclaim the holy birth And praises sing to God our King And Peace to men on earth O holy Child of Bethlehem Descend to us, we pray Cast out our sin and enter in Be born to us today We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell O come to us, abide with us Our Lord Emmanuel

What You Gonna Call Your Pretty Little Baby

JOAN BAEZ "Folksingers 'Round Harvard Square"
Mary, Mary, had a little baby, Oo pretty little baby, Oo pretty little baby Glory be to the newborn king. Star a shinin', shinin' on the manger, Oo, shinin' on the manger Oo, welcoming a stranger Glory be to the newborn king. Mary, Mary, who was here who knew him, Oo, did anybody know him, The ox and the donkey they bowed right down before him, Glory be to the newborn king. Mary, what you gonna name your baby? Oo, pretty little baby, Mm, pretty little baby Glory be to the newborn king. Some call him Manuel, think I'll call him Jesus, Mm, yes think I'll call him Jesus Mm, my pretty little Jesus Glory be to the newborn king.

What Child Is This?

JIM BRICKMAN "The Gift"
What child is this, Who, laid to rest, On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthem sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: This, this is Christ the King, The Babe, the Son of Mary. Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and lamb are feeding? Good Christian, fear: for sinners here The silent Word is pleading. This, this is Christ the King...[etc.] So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh, Come, peasant, kin to own Him; The King of kings salvation brings Let loving hearts enthrone Him. This, this is Christ the King...[etc.]

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