Stratton Methodist Church

Poem - How many carols?


 How Many Carols? By Helen Kinnett


At Christmas time,

I composed this rhyme,

Long ago, prophets knew,

Christ would come, God bless you,

Here is my poetry challenge, for you to do,

How many carols can you find, traditional and new?

Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes near,

It came upon a midnight clear,

The angel Gabriel from heaven came,

Like a candle flame,

Good King Wenceslas, he last looked out,

In the bleak midwinter, as the snow lay round about,

The carol of the drum,

Still my number one,

From the squalor of a borrowed stable,

Came the true meaning of Christmas, not a fable,

See amid the winter’s snow,

It was on a starry night, aglow,

Into the darkness of this world, come,

And join the celebration, Christmas has begun,

The carol of the bells,

Hark the herald angels sing, as the pipe organ swells,

O come, O come, Immanuel,

Of this wonderful, wonderful Christmas gift, we will tell,

Hope is a star that shines in the night,

Joy to the world, spreading its light,

Sweet chiming Christmas bells, ring,

On Christmas night, all Christians sing,

Come thou long expected Jesus, bringing light,

Mary’s child, born in the night,

Love came down at Christmas, bringing joy,

Light of the world, precious gift, baby boy,

Infant holy, infant lowly, born,

Brightest and best of the sons of the morn,

Tell out my soul,

O holy night that makes us whole,

Mary did you know?

Go tell it on the mountain, go,

The holly and the ivy grow,

I saw three ships come sailing, in a row,

Ding dong merrily on high,

Angels from the realms of glory, fill the sky,

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,

While shepherds watched their flocks by night, their souls were fed,


Girls and boys,

Left their toys,

In the Zither carol, learnt at school by this child,

Little Jesus sweetly sleep, gentle baby, meek and mild,

Once in royal David’s city, stood a lowly cattle shed,

See him lying on a bed of straw, a manger for his bed,

The first nowell, the angels did say,

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lay,

Said the shepherd to the lamb, do you hear what I hear?

On Jordan’s bank the Baptists cry, brings God’s love near,

Do you see what I see?

Jesus Christ the apple tree,

Hills of the north rejoice,

O come all ye faithful, hear God’s voice,

We three kings of orient are,

Little donkey, little donkey, follow that star,

As with gladness men of old,

Wise men seeking Jesus, to offer frankincense, myrrh and gold,

Riding out across the desert, from lands afar,

Guided on their journey by a bright new star,

First World War, Christmas truce fact,

Playing football, singing Stille Nacht,

God rest ye merry gentlemen,

Please don’t go to war again,

The Coventry carol from carols at King’s.

Christ be our light, the choir sings,

At Christmas time,

Now you’ve read my rhyme,

With Christmas carols, new and old,

The true meaning of Christmas in this poem is told.