O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee O Israel
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
It Came Upon The Midnight Clear
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heav'n's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay; to hear the angels sing
Still through the cloven skies they come, with peaceful wings unfurled
And still their heavenly music floats o'er all the weary world
Above its sad and low—ly plains, they bend on hovering wing
And ever o'er its Babel sounds; the blessed angels sing.
Glo-ry to God, Peace on earth to all!
Glo-ry to God, Peace on earth to all!
For lo, the days are hastening on by prophets long foretold
When, with the ever-circling years, comes round the age of gold
When peace shall over all the earth its ancient splendors fling
And the whole world send back the song which now the angels sing
Hark The Herald Angels Sing
Hark! The herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners re—con—ciled!”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim, “Christ is born in Bethle—hem!”
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 a vir—gin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; hail th’ incarnate De—ity,
Pleased with us in flesh to dwell, Jesus our Emmanu—el.
Hark! The herald angels sing, “Glory to the new—born King!”
Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun 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!”
Away In A Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky, look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
The dawn of salvation beginning to break
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, oh gift from above
The King of the heavens forever with us
I worship You, Jesus, for all of my days
The highest of praises be unto Your name
My God and my Savior, my King and my friend
Yours is the glory, forever amen
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, Oh, hear the angel voices!
O ni---ght di---vine, O night when Christ was born!
O ni---ght div---ine, O night, O night divine!
Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! O praise His name forever,
His power and glory e—vermore proclaim!
His power and glory e—vermore proclaim!
Holy Forever
And the angels cry: Holy!
All creation cries: Holy!
You are lifted high, holy
Holy forever
Hear your people sing: Holy!
To the King of kings: Holy!
You will always be, holy
Holy forever