Songs for Worship – December 1, 2019

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!”

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

Begin and Never Cease (Mvmt II)

While shepherds watched their flocks by night
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down
and glory shone around!

“Fear not!” said he––for mighty dread
had seized their troubled minds––
“Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
to you and all mankind,
to you and all mankind!”

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!

“To you, in David’s town this day,
is born of David’s line,
the Savior, who is Christ the Lord,
and this shall be the sign:

The Heavenly Babe you there shall find
to human view displayed,
and meanly wrapped in swathing bands,
and in a manger laid.”

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!

Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!
Born is the King of Israel!
Born is the King of Israel!

O come, let us adore him;  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;
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!
O come, let us adore him;  O come, let us adore him;
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!

“All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace!
Good will henceforth from God to man:
Begin and never cease, begin and never cease,
Begin and never cease!”

Words: verses by Edith Sanford Tillotson and Nahum Tate (1700); chorus from “God Rest, Ye Merry Gentlemen” an English Carol (18th cent.); 2nd bridge from “O Come, All Ye Faithful” attributed to John Francis Wade, trans. Frederick Oakeley; Music: verses by The Oh Hellos; 2nd bridge attributed to John Francis Wade; © 2013 The Oh Hellos; CCLI License #11029770

Thou Who Wast Rich

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.

Words: Frank Houghton; © OMF International (UK); Music: Traditional French carol; PD; CCLI License #11029770

Come Behold the Wondrous Mystery

Come behold the wondrous mystery, in the dawning of the King.
He the theme of heaven’s praises; robed in frail humanity.
In our longing, in our darkness, now the light of life has come.
Look to Christ, who condescended; took on flesh to ransom us.

Come behold the wondrous mystery: he the perfect Son of Man.
In his living, in his suffering never trace nor stain of sin.
See the true and better Adam come to save the hell-bound man.
Christ the great and sure fulfillment of the law; in him we stand.

Come behold the wondrous mystery: Christ the Lord upon the tree.
In the stead of ruined sinners hangs the Lamb in victory.
See the price of our redemption; see the Father’s plan unfold.
Bringing many sons to glory—grace unmeasured, love untold.

Come behold the wondrous mystery: slain by death the God of life.
But no grave could e’er restrain him––praise the Lord, he is alive!
What a foretaste of deliverance; how unwavering our hope.
Christ in power resurrected as we will be when he comes.
What a foretaste of deliverance; how unwavering our hope.
For no grave could e’er restrain him; praise the Lord, he is alive!

Music/Words: Matt Papa, Matt Boswell and Michael Bleecker; © 2013 Love Your Enemies; CCLI License #11029770

Living Hope

How great the chasm that lay between us? How high the mountain I could not climb?
In desperation, I turned to heaven and spoke your name into the night.
Then, through the darkness, your loving-kindness tore through the shadows of my soul!
The work is finished, the end is written: Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Who could imagine so great a mercy? What heart could fathom such boundless grace?
The God of ages stepped down from glory to wear my sin and bear my shame!
The cross has spoken: I am forgiven; the King of Kings calls me his own!
Beautiful Savior, I’m yours forever––Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Hallelujah, praise the One who set me free! Hallelujah, death has lost its grip on me!
You have broken every chain! There’s salvation in your name––Jesus Christ, my living hope!

Then came the morning that sealed the promise: your buried body began to breathe;
Out of the silence, the Roaring Lion declared the grave has no claim on me––
Jesus, yours is the victory!   Chorus

Words/Music: Brian Johnson and Phil Wickham; © Bethel Music Publishing, Phil Wickham Music, Simply Global Songs, Sing My Songs; CCLI License #11029770

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