: A soul, a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake. An apple, a pear, a plum, a cherry, any good thing to make us all merry, A soul, a soul cake,
, in Winter cannot sting, I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn And it's surely not a harder thing to tame a woman's scorn. Oh never
We gave the South a wider berth, for there the tide-race roared; But every tack we made we brought the North Head close aboard. So's we saw the cliff
stem hath sprung! Of Jesse's lineage coming, As those of old have sung. It came, a floweret bright, Amid the cold of winter, When half spent was the night
: (Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by John Dryden) What power art thou, Who from below, Hast made me rise, Unwillingly and slow, From beds of everlasting
: (Music by Henry Purcell, Lyrics by Elkanah Settle, Arranged by Sting) Now Winter comes slowly, Pale, Meager, and Old, First trembling with Age, and
As I in hoary winter's night Stood shivering in the snow, Surprised I was with sudden heat Which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye To
, "My soul shall laud and magnify his holy name." Most highly favoured lady Gloria! Of her Emanuel, the Christ was born In Bethlehem all on a Christmas
: (Sting & Dominic Miller) Hush child Let your mommy sleep into the night until we rise Hush child Let me soothe the shining tears that gather in your
around. Then Joseph took Mary All on his right knee: "Oh, what have I done, Lord? Have mercy on me. Oh, what have I done, Lord? Have mercy on me." Then
bring us to his throne My saull and life stand up and see Wha lyis in ane cribbe of tree What Babe is that, sa gude and fair It is Christ, God's Son
winter child, December's sun sits low against the sky Cold light on frozen fields, The cattle in their stable lowing. When two walked this winter
for all, When he was an infant small. Thou his image ever see. Heavenly face that smiles on thee, Smiles on thee on me on all, Who became an infant
for a crown, He that lies now in the white arms of Mary, Sleeping so lightly on Bethlehem Down. Found on OldieLyrics.com Here he has peace and a short
: (Donovan) Thrown like a star in my vast sleep I open my eyes to take a peep To find that I was by the sea Gazing with tranquility 'Twas then when
Winter They follow me down A season for joy A season for sorrow Where she's gone I will surely, surely follow She brightened my day She warmed the coldest night
: 1. There is no rose of such virtue As is the rose that bare Jesu; Alleluia. 2. For in this rose contained was Heaven and earth in little space
Lo, How a Rose E?er Blooming Lo, how a rose e?er blooming From tender stem hath sprung, Of Jesse?s lineage coming, As men of old have sung. It came a
