christmas songs – Page 6 – TYPiNG ouT oF THe BLue

The house was busy the moment people arrived. Someone rushed in carrying fresh holly, and everyone helped cover the halls with it until the rooms looked ready for the season. Laughter kept breaking out as they worked, like the cheer of the holiday was pushing its way in ahead of the cold.

When they finished decorating, they went off to change into their bright festival clothes. They returned wearing colors that stood out even in the dim winter light, and the whole place suddenly felt warmer.

A yule log was set on the fire, and its flame caught quickly. The glow spread across the room just as one of the guests picked up a harp and played a familiar tune. Voices followed the melody, rising and falling with the rhythm of an old Yuletide carol everyone already knew by heart.

The group moved closer to the fire, telling small stories from past winters. Outside, the old year felt like it was slipping away fast, but inside the house, no one seemed bothered by time. More friends arrived—young men and women brushing snow from their coats—and they joined the singing without hesitation.

The wind outside stayed sharp, but it didn’t matter. The house was bright, filled with music, and alive with people enjoying the season together.

Deck the Halls

The melody dates back to the 16th century and comes from the Welsh winter song “Nos Galan.” The English version familiar today was prepared by Thomas Oliphant in 1862.

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⌨ ᴛʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᴏᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʙˡᵘᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵉᵐ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

The shepherds were gathered on the hillside, keeping watch as the night settled quietly over the fields. They talked in low voices, listening to the soft sounds of their flock moving in the grass.

Then the calm broke.
Angels appeared above the hills, their voices rising through the night with a sound the shepherds had never heard before—strong, bright, and filling the whole valley. The shepherds looked up, stunned, the echo of Gloria in excelsis Deo rolling across the sky like a wave of light.

The angels sang with a joy that felt larger than the night itself. Their voices came from high above, as if heaven had opened its doors and let the sound pour straight onto the fields.

The shepherds stood there, unsure what to do at first. But curiosity pushed them forward. They gathered themselves and decided to go—leaving the hillside to find the place the angels were rejoicing about.

They went down into the village and moved quickly through the streets, searching until they reached a simple place where a Child lay. They saw Him resting there, watched over by His parents. The shepherds’ faces softened as they knelt close, realizing this was the One the angels had been singing about.

They stayed only for a moment, taking in the quiet scene before stepping back into the cold night. On their way home, they couldn’t stop talking about what they had seen—still hearing the echo of the angels’ song in their minds as they crossed the fields again.

Angels We Have Heard on High

A traditional French carol known as “Les Anges dans nos campagnes.” Its authorship is unknown. It was first published in North America in the Nouveau recueil de cantiques in 1819.

⌨ ᴛʸᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᴏᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʙˡᵘᵉ ᵈᵃʳᵉᵐ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

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Deck the Halls—The Story

Angels We Have Heard on High—The Story