Carol, Carol, Christians

Carol

car­ol

Christ­ians

Carol joy­ful­ly;

Carol for the com­ing of Christ’s na­ti­vi­ty;

And pray a glad­some Christ­mas

For all good Christ­ian men.

Carol

car­ol

Christ­ians

For Christ­mas has come again.

Carol

car­ol.

Go ye to the for­est

Where the myr­tles grow

Where the pine and laur­el

Bend be­neath the snow:

Gather them for Je­sus;

Wreathe them for His shrine;

Make His tem­ple glo­ri­ous

With the box and pine.

Carol

car­ol.

Wreathe your Christ­mas gar­land

Where to Christ we pray;

It shall smell like Car­mel

On our fes­tal day;

Libanus and Shar­on

Shall not green­er be

Than our ho­ly chan­cel

On Christ’s na­ti­vi­ty.

Carol

carol.

Carol

car­ol

Christ­ians

Like the Ma­gi now

Ye must lade your cas­kets

With a grate­ful vow:

Ye must have sweet in­cense

Myrrh

and fin­est gold

At our Christ­mas al­tar

Humbly to un­fold.

Carol

car­ol.

Blow

blow up the trum­pet

For our so­lemn feast

Gird thine ar­mor

Christ­ian;

Wear thy ves­ture

priest!

Go ye to the al­tar;

Pray

with fer­vor

pray

For Je­sus’ se­cond com­ing

And the lat­ter day.

Carol

car­ol.

Give us grace

O Sav­ior

To put off in might

Deeds and dreams of dark­ness

For the robes of light!

And to live as low­ly

As Thy­self with men;

So to rise in glo­ry

When Thou com’st again.

Carol

car­ol.