Just one day and than : Christmas Eve ! A nice, quiet night at home. Light up the candles, nice food and enjoying eachother's company. Maybe I will watch a sentimental Christmas film, so the tears can come once more . . .
In many countries Christmas Eve is the most important time of Christmas. I guess that counts for me as well. The quietness before the hectic of Christmas itself.
I've found some vintage pictures of song they used to sing on Christmas Eve.
Which, as on this night of glee, in David’s town befel.
Joseph came from Nazareth, with Mary that sweet maid:
Weary were they, nigh to death; and for a lodging pray’d
Sing high, sing high, sing low, sing low,
Sing high, sing low, sing to and fro.
Go tell it out with speed,
Cry out and shout all round that,
That Christ is born indeed.
2. In the Inn they found no room; a scanty bed they made:
Soon a Babe from Mary’s womb was in the manger laid.
Forth He came as light through glass: He came to save us all.
In the stable ox and ass before their Maker fall. Chorus
3. Shepherds lay afield that night, to keep the silly sheep,
Hosts of Angels in their sight came down from heaven’s high steep.
Tidings! Tidings! Unto you: to you a Child is born,
Purer than the drops of dew, and brighter than the morn. Chorus
4. Onward then the Angels speed, the shepherds onward went,
God was in His manger bed, in worship low they bent.
In the morning see ye mind, my masters one and all,
At the Alter Him to find, who lay within the stall. Chorus
Nog even en dan . . . . / Just a while and than . . .