Songs for Worship – December 10, 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

 

Joy to the World

Words: Isaac Watts | Music: George Frederick Handel

Joy to the world! The Lord is come: let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heav’n and nature sing, and heav’n and nature sing,
And heav’n, and heav’n 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 the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow, nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found, 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 of his love, and wonders of his love,
And wonders, wonders of his love.

 

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

Words: Edmund Sears

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, good will to men, from heaven’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’r all the weary world.
Above its sad and lowly plains, they bend on hovering wing
And ever over its Babel sounds, the blessed angels sing.

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load, whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way, with painful steps and slow
Look now! For glad and golden hours, come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road, and hear the angels sing.

For lo, the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever-circling years, shall come the time foretold
When peace shall over all the earth, Its ancient splendors fling
And all the world give back the song, which now the angels sing.

 

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.

 

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!

Now to the Lord sing praises all you within this place
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace
This holy tide of Christmas time all others doth efface
O tidings of comfort and joy!
O tidings of comfort and joy!

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