Christmas With Pellek

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree. On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree. On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swi'mmi'ng, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five... golden... rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves And a partridge in a pear tree. On the last day of Christmas, my true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a-leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a-milking, seven swans a-swimming, six geese a-laying, Five golden rings. Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves... And a partridge in a pear tree.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How steadfast are Your branches! Your boughs are green In summer's clime And through the snows Of wintertime. O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How steadfast are Your branches! O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, What happiness befalls me When oft at Joyous Christmas-time Your form inspires My song and rhyme. O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, What happiness befalls me O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, Your boughs can Teach a lesson That constant faith And hope sublime Lend strength and Comfort through all time. O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, Your boughs can Teach a lesson

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Deck the halls with boughs of holly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la 'Tis the season to be jolly Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Don we now our gay apparel Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la. See the blazing Yule before us. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Strike the harp and join the chorus. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Follow me in merry measure. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la While I tell of Yule-tide treasure. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Fast away the old year passes. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Hail the new year, lads and lasses Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Sing we joyous, all together. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la Heedless of the wind and weather. Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

All my days I will sing the song of gladness Give my praise to the fountain of delights For in my helplessness, you hear my cry And waves of mercy poured down on my life Beautiful Savior, wonderful counselor Clothed in majesty, Lord of history You're the way, the truth and the life Star of the morning, glorious in holiness You're the risen one, heaven's champion And you reign, you reign over all I will trust in the cross of my Redeemer I will sing of the land that never fails Of sins forgiven, of conscience cleared Of death defeated and life without end Beautiful, beautiful Savior Wonderful counselor, beautiful risen one I long to be where the praise is never ending Yearn to the will where the glory never fades Where countless worshippers sing one song And the voices of the nations Sing worthy, worthy, worthy Worthy beautiful, beautiful one Jesus you are worthy, beautiful, beautiful one Jesus you're worthy, beautiful, beautiful one You are worthy, beautiful, risen one

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

Dashing through the snow In a one-horse open sleigh Over the fields we go Laughing all the way Bells on Bobs tail ring Making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing A sleighing song tonight Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh Hey! Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh A day or two ago I thought I'd take a ride And soon Miss Fanny Bright Was seated by my side The horse was lean and lank Misfortune seemed his lot He got into a drifted bank And we, we got upsot, oh Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh Hey! Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh Now the ground is white Go it while your young Take the girls to night And sing this sleighing song Just get a bob tailed bay To forty as his speed Hitch him to an open sleigh And crack you'll take the lead Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh Hey! Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride In One-horse open sleigh

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

O holy night the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining. Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices. For yonder breaks a new glorious morn. Fall on your knees. O hear the angels' voices. O night divine. O night when Christ was born. O night divine, O night. O night divine. A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices. For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees. O hear the angels' voices. O night divine. O night when Christ was born. O night divine, O night. O night divine.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

O come all ye faithful joyful and triumphant Oh come ye O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold him born the King of angels; O come let us adore him Christ the Lord. God of God light of light Lo he abhors not the virgin's womb; Very God begotten not created: O come let us adore him Christ the Lord. Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation Sing all ye citizens of heaven above; Glory to God in the highest: O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. See how the shepards summoned to his cradel, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh with lowly fear; We too will thither hend our joyful footsteps; O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning; Jesus, to thee be glory given; Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing: O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round young Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth Silent night, holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from heaven afar Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia! Christ, the Saviour is born Christ, the Saviour is born

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025