Joy to the world, the Lord is come,
let earth receive her King.
Let every heart prepare Him room,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven and nature sing,
and heaven and nature sing.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come,
let earth receive her King,
and it kicks up little diamond flashes
and the kids are gathered for Christmas
Mosaic windows let sunlight rain
to fall upon the congregation.
Francis, will you do a bit of the carol
Oh, come, let us adore him.
Jenny, a lot of the fellows
have memories of bright Christ
in that same little church,
of scrubbed faces and eyes shining
with the excitement of new toys,
on every Christmas morning
and in memory of all that won't you do a bit of Hark the Angels
Join the triumph of the skies.
With angelic hosts proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Hark the herald angels sing.
Glory to the newborn King.
In lovely cathedrals throughout the land,
you can hear them singing a song of peace
-loving people of the United Nations
who have no fear of the evil they are pledged to crush,
for we are nations who find
heralded by the carol that Dinah
Oh, little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie.
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
Yet in mine eyes they shineth
The hopes and fears of all the years
little fir trees and strings
and you never can find the one
And even the happiest Christmas
has a bit of tears and sadness too.
But everything that Christmas
and will always mean to us
is wrapped up in a silent night.
We three girls don't mind admitting
from the very bottom of our hearts
that it makes the little shiver stand on
to have the honor of joining with
and this big Air Force orchestra
that we hope to be singing
with you next year at this time.
Silent night, holy night.
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild