Joy to the World
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing, And Heaven, and Heaven and nature sing!
Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, Rocks, hills and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat the sounding joy!
No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground He comes to make His blessings known
Far as the Curse is found, Far as, far as the Curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders, wonders of His love. And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders of His love.
And wonders, wonders of – His – love! And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders of – His – love!
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
Glo – ria, in excelsis Deo! Glo – ria, in excelsis De - o!
Shepherds, why this jubilee, why your joyous strains prolong? Say what may the tidings be, which inspire your heav’nly song?
Glo – ria, in excelsis Deo! Glo – ria, in excelsis De - o!
Come to Bethlehem and see, Him whose birth the angels sing; Come adore on bended knee, Christ, the Lord, the newborn King!
Glo – ria, in excelsis Deo! Glo – ria, in excelsis De - o!
Glo – ria, in excelsis De - o!
O Come, All Ye Faithful
O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem! Come and behold Him, born the king of angels!
O, come let us adore Him
O, come let us adore Him Christ, the Lord
Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing all ye citizens of Heav’n above!
Glory to God, all Glory in the highest
O, come let us adore Him
O, come let us adore Him Christ, the Lord
Born this happy morning, Jesus to Thee be all glory giv’n Yea, Lord we greet Thee, Born this happy morning, Jesus to Thee be all glory giv’n
Word of the Father Now in flesh appearing
O, come let us adore Him
O, come let us adore Him Christ, the Lord
O, come let us adore Him
O, come let us adore Him Christ, the Lord
O Holy Night
O holy night! The stars are brightly shining; It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining, ‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope– the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born
O night divine, O night, O night divine!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming, Here came the wisemen of orient land.
The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need– to our weakness is no stranger. Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Christ is the Lord! O praise His name forever! His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
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 laude, the babe, the son of Mary
Why lies He in such mean estate, where ox and lamb are feeding? Good Christian, fear, for sinners here, the silent word is pleading
This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste, to bring Him laude, 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
This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste, to bring Him laude, the babe, the son of Mary
This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste, to bring Him laude, the babe, the son of Mary
The babe, the son of Mary
Traditionally, it is said that there were three wise men that followed the star to find baby Jesus. Little do they know that there was also a fourth wise man named Earl, who got confused and tracked Uranus to the future location of San Francisco. He probably didn’t tell many people.
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear.
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel! Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel!
O Come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel! Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel!
O come, Desire of nations, bind in one the hearts of all mankind;
Bid Thou our sad divisions cease, And be Thyself our King of Peace.
Emmanuel has come to thee, O Israel! Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel has come to thee, O Israel!
Emmanuel has come to thee, O Israel! Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel has come to thee, O Israel!