Hills of the North, Rejoice!

This blog began exactly 7 years ago on 9 January 2007, and this is the 2,500th posting - a carefully chosen day on which to end the blog. D...

Here we see the crib inside my conservatory. The crib and Christmas decorations remain in place until Candlemas (2 February). Tomorrow s...

Past three a clock, And a cold frosty morning, Past three a clock; Good morrow, masters all! 1. Born is a Baby, Gentle as may be, S...

We three kings of Orient are; Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star. Refrain ...

1. Rejoice and be merry in songs and in mirth! O praise our Redeemer; all mortals on earth! For this is the birthday of Jesus our Kin...

On Christmas night all Christians sing, To hear the news the angels bring; On Christmas night all Christians sing, To hear the news the...

Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed, where a mother laid her baby in a manger for his bed: Mary was that mother m...