This Christmastide (Jessye's Carol)
Green and silver, red and gold
And a story born of old.
Truth and love and hope abide,
This Christmastide, this Christmastide.
Holly, ivy, mistletoe
And the gently falling snow.
From a simple ox’s stall
Came the greatest gift of all.
Children sing of peace and joy
At the birth of one small boy.
Let the bells ring loud and clear,
Ring out now for all to hear.
Trumpets sound and voices raise
In an endless stream of praise.
Green and silver, red and gold
And a story born of old.
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