Christmas Carols Lyrics:
- Free Printable Booklet of Christmas Carol lyrics
- iPad Interactive book of Christmas Carol lyrics: 99p
- iPad Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas - an interactive book of Christmas carol arrangements for piano, including duets for two iPads: £24.99
- iPad Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas, Volume One: £9.99
- iPad Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas, Volume Two: £9.99
- iPad Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas, Volume Three: £9.99
- iPad Secondo parts for the piano duets included in Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas: Free
- Carols, Piano Solos and Seasonal Songs for Christmas - ring-bound hard copy: £129 including site photocopy licence. Also available in three separate volumes priced at £49 each.
Christmas Carols and Seasonal Songs
- iPad Lyrics: search ZigZag Education on the iBooks store.
- iPad Piano Scores (68 arrangements, solos and duets): search ZigZag Education on the iBooks store.
- Photocopiable Piano Scores including site photocopy licence: go to zzed.co.uk/arrangechristmas
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The Christ-Child Lay on Mary's Lap
- The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light;
The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light.
O weary, weary were the world,
O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright:
The Christ-child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light. - The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast,
His hair was like a star;
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast,
His hair was like a star.
O stern and cunning are the kings,
O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are:
The Christ-child lay on Mary's breast,
His hair was like a star. - The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire;
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
O weary, weary were the world,
O weary, weary were the world,
But here the world's desire:
The Christ-child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire. - The Christ-child stood at Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown;
The Christ-child stood at Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown.
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,
And all the stars looked down:
The Christ-child stood at Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown.