Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the new born King. O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie. Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the Little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head. Sweet little Jesus Boy. O come, O come, Emmanuel.... Do you hear what I hear? The first noel, the angels did sing was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay. Joy to the world the Lord has come, let earth receive her King. Oh Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining, it is the night of our Dear Savior's birth. Mary, did you know that your Baby Boy would save our sons and daughters?
Wherever you go, whatever you do, may you be reminded of the Birth of a King - Jesus, Savior, Emmanuel, God with us.