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<h2>O HOW SHALL I KEEP MY CHRISTMAS?</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Thou shalt love the Lord thy God…[and] love thy neighbour as thyself.” Matthew 22:37-39</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_o_worcester_j.jpg" alt="John Worcester (1834-1900)" width="135.333333333333" height="196"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_westall_j.html" target="_blank">John Westall</a> (1816-1890), in <em>The Magnificat</em> (New York: The New-Church Press, 1910).
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_o_worcester_j.html" target="_blank">John Worcester</a> (1834-1900) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_h_o_howshall.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>“O how shall I keep my Christmas?”<br>
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My heart whispered softly to me,<br>
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For I had been reading the story<br>
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Of the Lord’s nativity;<br>
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And slowly and clearly before me<br>
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The words like pictures rise,<br>
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And the scenes appear in the beauty<br>
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Of the starry Syrian skies.</p>
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<p>O cradled He was in a manger!<br>
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For lowly and poor was He,<br>
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Whose throne is the splendors of heaven<br>
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Whose pow’r is infinity;<br>
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And He bore His cross to save us,<br>
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To save us from death and sin,<br>
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And He trod all alone the winepress<br>
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To make us pure and clean.</p>
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<p>In glory the hosts of the angels<br>
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Came singing His song of praise,<br>
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And filling the heav’ns with their music<br>
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In those wonderful old days;<br>
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Singing “Glory to God in the highest!”<br>
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And “peace upon earth,”<br>
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And the mighty chorus of voices<br>
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Pealed forth “Good will to all.”</p>
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<p>“O how shall I keep my Christmas?”<br>
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As they keep it in heaven above;<br>
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O keep it with peace and thanksgiving,<br>
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And kindliest deed of love;<br>
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And share with the poor and needy<br>
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The joys which the Lord gives thee;<br>
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And thy heart shall keep with the angels<br>
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The Lord’s nativity.</p>
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