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Choirs singing in the snow
Oh, joy to the world the Lord is coming
Choirs singing in the snow
Here come my troubles
Repeat the sounding joy
Tenor singing loud, and alto singing heavy
Ringing through the night
Bells and drums and joy and might
Ringing through the night
My troubles
Far as the curse is found
They say he's digging for diamonds in the rubble
Far as the curse is found
My troubles
Sing the songs and ring the bells
Father, can you hear us?
Like the steeple, we're here on earth
Point to the heavens
Men as songs implore
Shining like the star that the wise men followed
Men as songs they quiet
My troubles
No more let sorrows groan
Hold the child and hear him crying
No more let sorrows groan those
My troubles
Sing the songs and ring the bells
Father, can you hear us?
Like the steeple, we're here on earth
Point to the heavens