Overture - Carpenters, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

The first Noel the angel did say

Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;

In fields where they lay tending their sheep

On a cold winter’s night that was so deep

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel

Born is the King of Israel

They lookèd up and saw a star

Shining in the east, beyond them far;

And to the earth it gave great light

And so it continued both day and night

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie!

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by

Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light;

The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight

Glory Gloria

In excelsios Deo