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Song Name: The Happy Christmas Comes Once More By: Christmas Carol
Posted By: WaltP Difficulty: Any
Key: F Genre: Christmas
Harp Type: Diatonic Audio:
Created: 2009-12-04 16:12:12 Modified: 0000-00-00 00:00:00
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Song: THE HAPPY CHRISTMAS COMES ONCE MORE
W: Nicolai F.S. Grundtvig
M: C. Balle
Key: F

4-4  5  5    4     5   6-6   6    5
The hap-py Christ-mas comes once more,
 5   -5    -4   5  4-4 5-5  5   -4
The heav�n-ly Guest is at  the door,
-4   -4 5 -5   5    6  -4 5  -5     5
The bless-�d words the shep-herds thrill,
 6   7   5  -45  -5     4     -3-4   4
The joy-ous tid-ings, �Peace, good will.�

This world, though wide and far outspread,
Could scarcely find for You a bed.
Your cradle was a manger stall,
No pearl nor silk nor kingly hall.
O let us go with quiet mind,
The gentle Babe with shepherds find,
To gaze on Him Who gladdens them,
The loveliest flower of Jesse�s stem.
The lowly Savior meekly lies,
Laid off the splendor of the skies;
No crown bedecks His forehead fair,
No pearl, nor gem, nor silk is there.
O wake, our hearts, in gladness sing,
And keep our Christmas with our King,
Till living song, from loving souls,
Like sound of mighty water rolls.
O holy Child, Thy manger gleams
Till earth and heaven glow with its beams,
Till midnight noon�s broad light hath won,
And Jacob�s star outshines the sun.
Thou patriarchs� joy, Thou prophets� song,
Thou heavenly Dayspring, looked for long,
Thou Son of Man, incarnate Word,
Great David�s Son, great David�s Lord.
Come, Jesus, glorious heavenly Guest,
Keep Thine own Christmas in our breast,
Then David�s harp strings, hushed so long,
Shall swell our jubilee of song.


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