Songs for Worship – November 26, 2017

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

Words: Latin antiphons, 12th century | Music: Plainsong, 13th century

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 Rod of Jesse, free

Thine own from Satan’s tyranny.

From depths of hell thy people save,

And give them victory o’er the grave. Refrain

 

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. Refrain

 

O come, thou Key of David, come,

And open wide our heav’nly home;

Make safe the way that leads on high,

And close the path to misery. Refrain 2x

 

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Words & Music: Traditional English carol

God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay,

Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas day,

To save us all from Satan’s pow’r when we were gone astray.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy!

 

From God our heav’nly Father a blessed angel came,

And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same,

How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy!

 

“Fear not, then,” said the angel, “let nothing you afright,

This day is born a Savior of a pure Virgin bright,

To free all those who trust in him from Satan’s power and might.”

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy!

 

The shepherds at those tidings rejoiced much in mind,

And left their flocks a-feeding in tempest, storm, and wind,

And went to Bethlehem straightway the Son of God to find.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy!

 

Thou Who Wast Rich Beyond All Splendor

Words: Frank Houghton | Music: Traditional French carol

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendor,

All for love’s sake becamest poor;

Thrones for a manger didst surrender,

Sapphire-paved courts for stable floor.

Thou who wast rich beyond all splendor,

All for love’s sake becamest poor.

 

Thou who art God beyond all praising,

All for love’s sake becamest man;

Stooping so low but sinners raising

Upward by thine eternal plan.

Thou who art God beyond all praising,

All for love’s sake becamest man.

 

Thou who art love beyond all telling,

Savior and King, we worship thee.

Emmanuel, within us dwelling,

Make us what thou wouldst have us be.

Thou who art love beyond all telling,

Savior and King, we worship thee.

 

Angels We Have Heard on High

Words & Music: Traditional French carol

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 excelsis 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 excelsis Deo!

 

Come to Bethlehem and see him whose birth the angels sing;

Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the new-born King!

Gloria in excelsis Deo! Gloria in excelsis Deo!

 

How Great Our Joy

Words & Music: Traditional German carol

While by the sheep we watched at night,

Glad tidings brought an angel bright.

 

How great our joy!

Great our joy!

Joy, joy, joy!

Joy, joy, joy!

Praise we the Lord in heav’n on high!

Praise we the Lord in heav’n on high!

 

There shall be born, so he did say,

In Bethlehem a child today. Refrain

 

There shall the child lie in a stall,

This child who shall redeem us all. Refrain

 

This gift of God we’ll cherish well,

That ever joy our hearts shall fill. Refrain

  

Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus

Words: Charles Wesley & Mark E. Hunt | Music: Rowland Hugh Pritchard

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 everlasting wonder: Christ was born the Lord of all!

 

Born thy people to deliver, 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 all-sufficient merit raise us to thy glorious throne.

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