Songs for Worship – December 2, 2018

Resources for personal devotion and/or family worship—whether planned or impromptu (e.g., like singing together in the car).

These song arrangements will differ in varying degrees from what you’ll hear at Cross Park, yet these melodies will prepare you for making “a joyful noise to the LORD!”

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 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!   Chorus

O come, Thou Dayspring from on high,
And cheer us by thy drawing nigh;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight!   Chorus

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!   Chorus

Words: John Mason Neale; Music: Thomas Helmore; PD; CCLI License #11029770

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

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.
   Chorus

“Fear not,” then said the angel, “Let nothing you affright;
this day is born a Savior of a pure virgin bright,
to free all those who trust in him from Satan’s pow’r and might!”
   Chorus

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.
   Chorus

Words and Music: Unknown; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770

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.

For Christ is born of Mary and gathered all above;
While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch of wond’ring love;
O morning stars together proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God, the King, and peace to men on earth!

How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given;
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven.
No ear may hear his coming but in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still the dear Christ enters in;
Where meek souls will receive him till 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, Emmanuel!
O come to us––abide with us––our Lord, Emmanuel!

Words: Lewis Henry Redner; Music: Phillips Brooks; Arr. Will Milks; PD; CCLI License #11029770

Psalm 130 (From the Depths of Woe)

From the depths of woe I raise to thee the voice of lamentation;
Lord turn a gracious ear to me and hear my supplication!
If, thou, iniquities dost mark––our secret sins and misdeeds dark––
O who shall stand before thee? (Who shall stand before thee?)
O who shall stand before thee? (Who shall stand before thee?)

To wash away the crimson stain, grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works alas are all in vain––in much the best life faileth.
No man can glory in thy sight; all must, alike, confess thy might,
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy!)
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy!)

Therefore, my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit!
On him, my soul shall rest––his Word upholds my fainting spirit!
His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort, and my sweet support!
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience!)
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience!)

What though I wait the live-long night and till the dawn appeareth,
My heart still trusteth in his might––it doubteth not nor feareth;
Do thus, O ye, of Israel’s seed––ye of the Spirit born indeed––
And wait till God appeareth! (Wait till God appeareth!)
And wait till God appeareth! (Wait till God appeareth!)

Though great our sins and sore our woes, his grace much more aboundeth!
His helping love no limit knows; our utmost need it soundeth!
Our Shepherd, good and true is he who will at last his Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow! (All their sin and sorrow!)
From all their sin and sorrow! (All their sin and sorrow!)

Words: Martin Luther; Music: Christopher Miner; © 1997 Christopher Miner Music; CCLI License #11029770

God Moves in a Mysterious Way

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform.
He plants his footsteps on the sea,
And rides upon the storm,
He plants his footsteps on the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds you so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
With blessings on your head,
Are big with mercy and shall break
With blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face,
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour.
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow’r,
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow’r.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain,
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

Words: William Cowper; Music: Jeremy Casella; © 2009 Saint & Pilgrim Songs; CCLI License #11029770

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 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.

Words: Charles Wesley and Mark E. Hunt; Music: Rowland Hugh Pritchard; CCLI License #11029770

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