We just moved further down Cornmarket and sang our hearts out with the words writ large for those who were interested to read. This produced a lot of contributions and interest. We were cold but had warm homes to return to unlike some of the people recently made homeless in Gaza and the West Bank. Here is an example of the carols we sang:

O Little Town of Bethlehem
O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and restless sleep, a missile glideth by
And over dark streets soundeth the mortar's deadly roar
While children weep in shallow sleep for friends who are no more

How silently, how silently their hope has gone away
No laughter rings; no choir sings in shepherds' fields this day
The angels in the heavens are hushed in sad lament
Back in exile - the Holy Child - finds Herod won't relent

O Holy Child of Bethlehem, descend on us we pray
Your love bring down on David's town, drive fear and hate away
Awake the ire of nations, let justice be restored
Rebuild the peace in silent streets where once your love was born