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 I heard the bells on Christmas Day
 Their old, familiar carols play,
  And wild and sweet
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 I heard the bells on Christmas Day
 Their old, familiar carols play,
  And wild and sweet
   The words repeat
    Of peace on earth, good-will to men! 
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than read more
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart... filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
From Home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another. The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings read more
From Home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another. The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings us closer to each other.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
There's more, much more, to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer; It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all year. read more
There's more, much more, to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer; It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all year. It's thoughtfulness and kindness, It's hope reborn again, For peace, for understanding, And for goodwill to men!
Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.
Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.
 God rest ye, little children; let nothing you affright,
 For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night;
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 God rest ye, little children; let nothing you affright,
 For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night;
  Along the hills of Galilee the white flocks sleeping lay,
   When Christ, the Child of Nazareth, was born on Christmas Day. 
 'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
 Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
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 'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
 Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
  The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
   In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. 
 Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace;
 East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease;
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 Blow, bugles of battle, the marches of peace;
 East, west, north, and south let the long quarrel cease;
  Sing the song of great joy that the angels began,
   Sing the glory to God and of good-will to man!