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Lo, how a Rose e’er blooming
from tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse’s lineage coming,
as men of old have sung.
It came a floweret bright
amid the cold of winter
when half-spent was the night.
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Once in royal David's city
stood a lowly cattle shed,
where a mother laid her baby
in a manger for his bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ, her little child.
He came down to earth from heaven
who is God and Lord of all,
and his shelter was a stable,
and his cradle was a stall:
with the poor, and mean, and lowly,
lived on earth our Savior holy.
And through all his wondrous childhood
he would honor and obey,
love and watch the lowly maiden
in whose gentle arms he lay:
Christian children all must be
mild, obedient, good as he.
For he is our childhood’s pattern,
day by day like us he grew,
He was little, weak and helpless,
tears and smiles like us he knew;
and he feeleth for our sadness,
and he shareth in our gladness.
And our eyes at last shall see him,
through his own redeeming love,
for that child so dear and gentle
is our Lord in heav’n above;
and he leads his children on
to the place where he is gone.
Not in that poor lowly stable,
with the oxen standing by,
we shall see him, but in heaven,
set at God's right hand on high;
when like stars his children crowned
all in white shall wait around.
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Keep your lamps trimmed and burning,
the time is drawing nigh.
Children, don’t get weary ’til your work is done.
Christian, journey soon be over,
the time is drawing nigh.
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The tree of life my soul hath seen,
laden with fruit and always green;
the trees of nature fruitless be
compared with Christ the Appletree.
His beauty doth all things excel,
by faith I know, but ne'er can tell.
The glory which I now can see,
in Jesus Christ the Appletree.
For happiness I long have sought,
and pleasure dearly I have bought;
I missed of all, but now I see
'tis found in Christ the Appletree.
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
it keeps my dying faith alive;
which makes my soul in haste to be
with Jesus Christ the Appletree.
I'm weary'd with my former toil,
here I will sit and rest a while;
under the shadow I will be,
of Jesus Christ the Appletree.
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Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled."
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
join the triumph of the skies;
with the angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem."
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the Virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see;
Hail, the incarnate Deity:
Pleased, as man, with men to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King!
Hail! the heaven-born Prince of peace!
Hail! the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King!"
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Ding Dong! merrily on high
In heav’n bells are ringing,
Ding Dong! verily the sky
is riv’n with angels singing.
Gloria, Hosanna In Excelsis!
E’en so here below,
let steeple bells be swungen,
And “io, io, io,”
by priest and people sungen.
Gloria, Hosanna In Excelsis!
Pray you dutifully prime
your Matin chime, ye ringers;
May you beautifully rhyme
your evetime song, ye singers:
Gloria, Hosanna In Excelsis!
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And the glory of the Lord shall be revealed,
and all flesh shall see it together;
for the mouth of the Lord hath spoken it.
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Worthy is the Lamb that was slain,
and hath redeemed us to God by his blood,
to receive power, and riches, and wisdom,
and strength, and honor, and glory, and blessing.
Blessing and honor, glory and power, be unto him
that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb, for ever
and ever.
Amen.
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And the Child grew,
And waxed strong in spirit,
Filled with wisdom,
And the grace of God was upon Him.
Alleluia!
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released December 18, 2019
Recording Design: Drew Elliot
Cover Art: Kelly Vander Ploeg '20
