Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # The Blasts Of Chill December 1. The blasts of chill December sound The farewell of the year, And night's swift shadows gath'ring round O'er cloud the soul with fear; But rest you well, good Christian men, Nor be of heart forlorn; December's darkness brings again The Light of Christmas morn. 2. The welcome snow at Christmas-tyde Falls shining from the skies; Our village paths and uplands wide All holy-white it lies; It crows with pearl the oaks and pines, And glitters on the thorn; But purer is the Light that shines On gladsome Christmas morn. 3. At Christmas-tyde the gracious moon Keeps vigil while we sleep, And sheds abroad her light's sweet boon, On vale and mountain-steep: O'er all the slumbering land descends Her radiancy unshorn; But brighter is the Light, good friends, That shines on Christmas Morn. 4. 'Twas when the world was waxing old, And night on Bethlehem lay, The Shepherds saw the heavens unfold A light beyond the day; Such glory ne'er had visited A world with sin outworn; But yet more glorious Light is shed On happy Christmas Morn. 5. Those shepherds poor, how blest were they The Angels' song to hear! In manger cradle as He lay, To greet their Lord so dear! The Lord of Heaven's Eternal height For us a Child was born; And He, the very Light of light, Shone forth that Christmas Morn! 6. Before His Infant smile afar, Were driven the hosts of hell; And still in souls that Childlike are His guardian Love shall dwell: O then rejoice, good Christian men, Nor be of heart forlorn; December's darkness brings again The Light of Christmas Morn. Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #