Holly & the Ivy: A Celtic Christmas With John McDermott

O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
Of the dear saviour's birth
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
'til he appeared
And the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn'
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night when Christ was born
O night divine, o night, o night divine

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts
By his cradle we stand
So led by the light
Of a star sweetly gleaming
There came the wise men
From orient land
The king of kings lay
Thus in lowly manger
In all our trials
Born to be our friend
He knows our need
He guardeth us from danger
Behold your king
Before him lowly bend
Behold you king
Before him lowly bend

Panis angelicus fit panis hominum;
Dat panis coelicus figuris terminum:
O res mirabilis! manducat cominum.
Pauper, pauper, servus et humilis,
Pauper, pauper, servus et humilis.

Panis angelicus fit panis himinum;
Dat panis coelicus figuris terminum:
O res mirabilis! manducat dominum.
Pauper, pauper, servus et humilis,
Pauper, pauper, servus, servus et humilis

It's not the glow you feel
When snow appears
It's not the Christmas card
You've sent for years
Not the joyful sound
When sleigh bells ring
Or the merry songs
Children sing

That little gift you send
On Christmas day
Will not bring back the friend
You've turned away
So may I suggest the secret of Christmas
It's not the things you do
At Christmas time
But the Christmas things you do
All year through

That little gift you send
On Christmas day
Will not bring back the friend
You've turned away
So may I suggest
The secret of Christmas
It's not the things you do
At Christmas time
But the Christmas things you do
All year through