All Christmas Wishes

Two things upon this changing earth
Can neither change nor end;
The splendor of Christ’s humble birth,
The love of friend for friend.

Have an ideal Christmas;
An occasion that is celebrated
As a reflection of your values,
Desires, affections, traditions.

Don’t expect too much of Christmas Day.
You can’t crowd into it any arrears of
Unselfishness and kindliness that
May have accrued during the past twelve months.

May the good times and treasures of the present
Become the golden memories of tomorrow.
Wish you lots of love, joy and happiness.
MARRY CHRISTMAS

May the joy and peace of Christmas
Be with you all through the Year.
Wishing you a season of blessings
From heaven above. Happy Christmas

Bells will be ringing, the glad, glad news;
Oh, what a Christmas, to have the blues;
My baby’s gone;
I have no friends;
To wish me greetings, once again;
Choirs will be singing, Silent Night
Oh, Christmas Carols, by candlelight;

A child this day is born
A child of high renown
Most worthy of a sceptre and a crown

Glad tidings to all men
Glad tidings sing we may
Because the king of kings
Was born on Christmas day

Wow! Mommy’s kissing Santa Claus!
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night

She didn’t see me creep
Down the stairs to have a peep

She thought that I was tucked up
In my bedroom, fast asleep

Christians, awake, salute the happy morn
Whereon the Saviour of the world was born

Rise to adore the mystery of love
Which hosts of angels chanted from above

With them the joyful tidings first begun
Of God incarnate and the Virgin’s Son

Ding dong merrily on high,
In heav’n the bells are ringing:
Ding dong! verily the sky
Is riv’n with angel singing.
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

E’en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And “Io, io, io!”
By priest and people sungen.
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Oh the weather outside is frightful,
But the fire is so delightful,
And since we’ve no place to go,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

It doesn’t show signs of stopping,
And I’ve bought some corn for popping,
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

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.

Christmas is coming,
The geese are getting fat,
Please put a penny
In the old man’s hat.

If you haven’t got a penny,
A ha’penny will do,
If you haven’t got a ha’penny,
Then God bless you.

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

Bright Christmas stars shine on high,
Golden stars in the wint’ry sky;

Christmas candles in windows bright
Send s greeting into the night;

While in our hearts the Christmas flame,
Glows with a love like his who came,

The infant Christ of lowly birth,
To bring good will and peace to earth.

May this Christmas be the first of many,
Each more joyous in our growing love,

Revealing more of happiness than any
Riches might provide or pain remove.

In love there is an instance of forever
So shy and lovely it eludes the eye,

The sense of being home when we’re together,
More enduring than a reason why.

As love is born of passion, borne by will,
So may for many years we choose love still.

Cookies baking in the kitchen-
The smell floats through the air;
Mom is making Christmas
with her usual merry flair

The house she gaily decorated,
Each gift she stiched with love,
And we’ll gather around the Christmas tree
for an evening of old-fashioned fun

This evening she’ll sing a carol for us
With her angel’s voice.
Yes, Mom is making Christmas-
A true reason to rejoice

Our Christmas wreaths are fat and round,
Made of the woodsy things we found.

We tied brown cones upon the green,
And stuck red berries in between.

Upon the wreath on our front door,
We tied red ribbon from the store.

A song was heard at Christmas
To wake the midnight sky:

A saviour’s birth, and peace on earth,
And praise to God on high.

The angels sang at Christmas
With all the hosts above,

And still we sing the newborn King
His glory and his love.