Our very own tradition

Here we come a-awassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wandering,
So fair to be seen:

Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you, and send you a happy new year,
And God send you a happy new year.

God bless the master of this house,
Likewise the mistress too;
And all the little children
That round the table go:

Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you, and send you a happy new year,
And God send you a happy new year.

Good master and good mistress,
While you're sitting by the fire,
Pray think of us poor children
Who wander in the mire:

Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you, and send you a happy new year,
And God send you a happy new year.


ext_2353: amanda tapping, chris judge, end of an era (ww christmas)

From: [identity profile] scrollgirl.livejournal.com

Angels from the realms of glory!


Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
Ye who sang creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth:
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!

Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant Light;
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!

Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star;
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!

Saints before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!


Merry Christmas, CW! *hugs*
ext_15252: (A very Congel Christmas)

From: [identity profile] masqthephlsphr.livejournal.com


Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
Our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
Edited Date: 2008-12-24 06:02 pm (UTC)

From: [identity profile] mamculuna.livejournal.com


Thanks, CW! I hope love and joy come to you, and a happy new year!
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