It was The Twelve Days of Christmas. Okay, that's not the truth. I think it was Jingle Bells, if my brain remember correctly.
I remember learning 'Silent Night' as a very little girl. We had to sing that in school. We put on a Christmas show each yr and the last song we did was 'Silent Night'. Our asst Pastor played the piano as we sang this for our Pastor.
I always loved that song, but it took on a whole new meaning the night my first child was born. After my DH had left the hosp for 'Daddy Visit', I laid in the bed missing my brand new son, wanting to hold him again. Down the hall, another new mother had her tv on to an old John Wayne movie, 'Donovan's Reef'. (My father and I watched a lot of JW movies, lol) Suddenly the actors were singing 'Silent Night' and I started crying, so did my room mate. All we wanted was to hold our babies. I could so identify w/ Mary just taking in the wonder of this little miracle of a new born child. ALLLL these yrs later and 3 children total, I still choke up when I hear that song. It just means the beauty and peace of the season to me.
God bless. Alice.