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O Come, O Come Emmanuel
VERSE `1:
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Is - rael,
That mourns in lonely e - xile here,
Until the Son of God appear.
Chorus:
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O I - srael!
VERSE 2:
O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night ,
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
VERSE 3:
O come, Desire of nations, bind
All peoples in one heart and mind.
Bid envy, strife, and quarrels cease;
Fill the whole world with heaven's peace.
What Child Is This
What Child is this, who, laid to rest,
On Mary's lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ, the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christian, fear: for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spears, shall pierce Him through,
the cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
the Babe, the Son of Mary!
So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come, peasant, king to own Him.
The King of kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise the song on high,
the virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
the Babe, the Son of Mary!
This, this is Christ, the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing:
Haste, haste to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary!
Come Thou Long-Expected Jesus
Come, Thou long-expected Jesus, born to set Thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us; let us find our rest in Thee.
Israel’s strength and consolation, hope of all the earth Thou art;
Dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.
Joy to those who long to see thee, Dayspring from on high, appear;
Come, thou promised Rod of Jesse, of thy birth we long to hear!
O’er the hills the angels singing, news, glad tidings of a birth;
Go to him, your praises bringing; Christ the Lord has come to earth.
Come to earth to taste our sadness, he whose glories knew no end;
By his life he brings us gladness, our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend.
Leaving riches without number, born within a cattle stall;
This the ever -lasting wonder, Christ was born the Lord of all.
Born Thy people to de -liver, born a child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us forever, now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
By Thine own eternal Spirit rule in all our hearts alone;
By Thine own sufficient merit, raise us to Thy glorious throne.
Angels We Have Heard On High
Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains
Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsus Deo
Shepherds why this jubilee
Why your joyous strains prolong
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heav'nly song
Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsus Deo
Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ whose birth the angels sing
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn King
Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria in excelsus Deo
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Hark the herald angels sing,
glory to the new-born King
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise,
join the triumph of the skies
With angelic hosts proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark the herald angels sing,
glory to the new-born King
Christ by highest heav'n adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord
Late in time, behold Him come,
offspring of the Virgin's womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
hail th'incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with men to dwell,
Jesus our Immanuel
Hark the herald angels sing,
glory to the new-born King
Hail the heav'n born Prince of Peace,
hail the son of righteousness
Light and life to all He brings,
ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by,
born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth,
born to give them second birth
Hark the herald angels sing,
glory to the new-born King
O Little Town of Bethlehem
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight.
How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is giv'n!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessing of His heav'n.
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still
The dear Christ enters in.
O holy child of Bethlehem!
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin, and enter in,
Be born in us today!
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Immanuel!
Our Lord Immanuel!
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