KUSI PerformanceValhalla High School Advanced Womens EnsembleDirector, Paul InfantinoAccompanist, Rodney Girvin

This Little BabeBenjamin Britten

This little babe so few days old,Is come to rifle Satans fold;All hell doth at his presence quake,Though he himself for cold do shake;For in this weak unarmed wiseThe gates of hell he will surprise.

With tears he fights and wins the field,his naked breast stands for a shield.His battering shot are babish cries,His arrows looks of weeping eyes.His martial ensigns Cold and Need,and feeble flesh his warrior's steed.

His camp is pitched in a stall,his bulwark but a broken wall;The crib his trench, haystalks his stakes,of shepherds he his muster makes.And thus as sure his foe to wound,the angels' trumps a larum sound

My soul with Christjoin thou in fight;stick to the tentsthat he hath pight.Within his cribis surest ward;this little Babewill by thy guard.

If thou wilt foil thyfoes with joy, thenflit not from thisheavenly boy!

Bring a Torch, Jeanette, IsabellaTraditional French CarolArr. Donna Gartman Schultz

Un flambeau, Jeanette, IsabelleUn flambeau, courons au berceau

Cest Jesus, bonnes gens du hameau

Le Christ est neMarie appel leAh! Ah!

Que la mere est belleAh! Ah! Ah!Que lenfant est beau

Bring a torchJeannette, IsabellaBring a torch to the stable run!

It is Jesus, good folk of the village;

Christ is bornand Marys calling,Ah! Ah!

Beautiful is the mother, Ah! Ah!Beautiful is her child!

It is wrong when the child is sleeping,It is wrong to talk so loud;

Silence, all, as you come near the cradle,Lest your noise shall waken Jesus;Hush! Hush!See how fast he slumbers, Hush! Hush!see how fast he sleeps

Softly to the little stable, softly for a moment come;

Look and see how charming is JesusShining bright as yonder starHush! Hush!

See how the child is sleeping, Hush! Hush!see, he smiles in his dreams

Eatnemen Vuelie (Fairest Lord Jesus)Music by Frode Fjellheim & Silesian Folk Melody

Na nan a heia naHani jaa naaNa hei-a hei-a na ja noaHa na hei o no a na

Deilig er jordenPrektig er Guds himmelSknn er sjelenes pilgrimsgang

Gjennom de fagreRiker p jorden gr vi til paradis med sang