This carol, sung in German, was a Christmas fixture at my grandpa’s house, and my mother used to sing it to us, too. It’s here at my wife’s request.
How I miss those Christmases at grandpa’s house! It was amazing, how many people could fit into it for a family Christmas.
But, as Our Lord Jesus told us, “In my father’s house are many mansions…”
We will have a place to stay when we get there. Amen.
By request, a Christmas carol with a Caribbean accent.
I never heard of Boney M, but I have discovered the group was named for one of our all-time favorite fictional characters, Detective Inspector Napoleon Bonaparte of the Queensland C.I.D., “Bony” to his friends. “Boney” with an “e” is an error perpetrated by a New Zealand TV series featuring D.I. Bonaparte.
But we are drifting away from Christmas, and it’s time for a course correction.
This is the usual melody when Americans sing Away in a Manger. If you’re tuning in from the UK or thereabouts, you might not have heard it before.
And now I’ve got to stop blogging and get some work done. There’s piles and piles of it around here. *sigh*
Some Americans, hearing this tune without the lyrics, wouldn’t know it’s Away in a Manger. This is the melody that goes with the song as they sing it in Britain. My wife selected this version.
Keep the requests coming, folks–even if I’m not able to post all of them today. There’s always tomorrow. I’ll do them all, if I possibly can.
This is Silent Night in the original German–with Nana Mouskouri as an unexpected bonus.
If, like me, you had great-grandparents or grandparents born in Germany, this will bring tears to your eyes. Guaranteed.
Let us bathe our souls in the beauties of holiness.
Who doesn’t love Silent Night? Celtic Woman has an extraordinarily beautiful rendition of it, complete with a verse sung in Irish. If I can find one, I’d like to post a Silent Night/Stille Nacht sung in the original German.
But first I gotta fetch my car out of the repair shop–the starter conked out on me yesterday while I was at the mall, in the rain–and then go out and do half a zillion errands.
But listen to this Christmas hymn: and if it moves you to tears, let them come: there is no need to withhold tribute from the Child Jesus Christ, Our Savior.
Only God would have thought of sending His Son into the world by way of a manger.
This is one of my favorite Christmas songs. I don’t know why. There’s just something about it that moves me. But then just about everything about Christmas moves me.
There are many versions of this carol. I chose this one because I like the instrumentals.
This, by the way, is the holiday which we’re not supposed to mention, some jidrool might get offended. But then again–
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas! Jesus Christ is born!
My editor, Susan, requested this Christmas song. I’d never heard of it before, it’s new and I don’t much keep up with what’s new–but this is nice. And the lyrics are Biblically right, too.
So here it is, folks, enjoy it.
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Let’s start off the day with O, Little Town of Bethlehem, as sung by one of our national treasures, Nat King Cole. This is a reader request.
I have to get out of here in a hurry this morning to do some Christmas shopping. In the meantime, I’ll try to find something nice to post here this afternoon.
Yes, the real world news is uniformly depressing and bad. Anyone who expects anything good out of our current crop of misrulers is not in his right mind.
But Christmas is coming…
All right, a reader asked for this, so here it is–Bing Crosby and David Bowie performing together.
It should be borne in mind that Bing Crosby kept his voice right to the end. I was surprised to see how well he and David Bowie harmonized. Almost shocking to see that David Bowie actually understood and practiced music. Which goes to show you what 21st century music is like.
So, Ina, this one’s for you.