Gledileg jol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Allir saman, thad er komin jolastund,
Gledileg jol, allir saman,
nu er komin gledistund.

Eg veit ad jolin hja ykkur byrja ekki fyrr en eftir ca. 8 klst. og thvi held eg ad their einu sem ofunda mig i thessum heimi akkurat nuna seu krakkar sem ekki eru eldri en 5 ara thvi thau vilja ad jolin seu komin hja theim nuna, en eins og einn mesti kongur veraldar sagdi og mun aldrei gleymt: "Tholinmaedi er dyggd"
Thannig hljomar hid heilaga gudspjall!

Jaja, her er allt ad gerast, fae ad halda joladagskveld i borginni Madinah i Saudi-Arabiu, en theirri borg hef eg lyst a eftirfarandi veg: "I gamla daga heldu menn ad helviti vaeri i fjallinu heklu, thad er their heldu ad thetta vaeri hlidid inn i helviti, eg veit thad nu med vissu ad fari menn ofan i giga Heklu og i gegnum hlidid, tha koma menn ut i Madinah!!!"
Thannig hljomar hid heilaga gudspjall.

Salmur:
Eg hlusta Zeppelin
og horfi aftur i timann.....

Eg bidst althjodlegrar afsokunar a thvi ad engin jolakort komi fra mer i ar, thad er vegna afskaplega lelegrar frammistodu hja mer adur en eg for ut til Indonesiu 12. des
Eg verd ad segja ad mer thykir thetta hrikalega leitt og thetta mun aldrei koma fyrir aftur.
Eg vona ad allir sem mig thekkja hafi thad sem allra best um jolin og yfir hatidarnar.

Eg bid kaerlega ad heilsa ollum a froni og ollum theim sem eg hef hitt i odrum londum upp a sidkastid og vona ad hatid kaerleika og fridar njotist ollum i heimi thessum.

Ad lokum kemur her salmur sem allir eiga ad thekkja og kunna:

It's Christmastime;
there's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime,
we let in light and we banish shade

And in our world of plenty,
we can spread a smile of joy,
Throw your arms around the world,
at Christmastime.

But say a prayer,
to pray for the other ones,
At Christmastime
It's hard,
but when you're having fun.

There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear,
Where the only water flowing,
is the bitter sting of tears

And the Christmas bells that ring there
Are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them, instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
Oh, where nothing ever grows,
no rain or rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Here's to you,
raise a glass for ev'ryone
Here's to them,
underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Feed the world
Feed the world
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again

Amen