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O come, all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
O come ye,
O come ye to Bethlehem
Come and behold him
Born the King of Angels
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
Christ the Lord!
God of God
Light of Light eternal
Lo! He abhors not
the Virgin’s womb
Son of the Father
begotten, not created
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
Christ the Lord!
Sing, choirs of angels
sing in exultation
Sing, all ye citizens
of heav’n above
“Glory to God!
All glory in the highest!”
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
Christ the Lord!
Yea, Lord, we greet thee
Born this happy morning
Jesus, to thee be
All glory given
Word of the Father
Now in flesh appearing
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
O come, let us adore him
Christ the Lord!
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Without, a city's whirling dust,
A city's alley-wall;
Without, a bleak, pale strip of sky.
Within, high festival.
Without, no greeting on the street,
From the hurrying crowd no smile.
Within, my heart's bold pageant moves
In glorious solemn file.
Noel, noel, noel, noel...
There was no call for revel. Day,
Who summons us each morn,
Came forth in dreariest garb and blew
No gala herald-horn.
But slave of day I am not -- nay,
Her mistress still, I wield
The crystal sceptre of my mood,
Bearing my dream's white shield.
Noel, noel, noel, noel...
Exultant, rapture-flooded, mad
With mystic inner mirth,
My heart holds her strange carnival
Unseen of all the earth.
Noel, noel, noel, noel...
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Sure on this shining night
Of star made shadows round,
Kindness must watch for me
This side the ground.
The late year lies down the north.
All is healed,
All is health.
High summer holds the earth.
Hearts all whole.
Sure on this shining night
I weep for wonder
Wand'ring far alone
Of shadows on the
Stars.
On this shining
Night.
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Away in a manger, no crib for His bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the poor Baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the night sky
And stay by my side till morning is nigh
Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven to live with Thee there
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Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
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Come when the nights are bright with stars
Or when the moon is mellow;
Come when the sun his golden bars
Drops on the hay-field yellow.
Come in the twilight soft and gray,
Come in the night or come in the day,
Come, O love, whene’er you may,
And you are welcome, welcome.
You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,
You are soft as the nesting dove.
Come to my heart and bring it rest
As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.
Come when my heart is full of grief
Or when my heart is merry;
Come with the falling of the leaf
Or with the redd’ning cherry.
Come when the year’s first blossom blows,
Come when the summer gleams and glows,
Come with the winter’s drifting snows,
And you are welcome, welcome.
Come and behold him
Born the King of Angels
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
O come, let us adore Him
Christ, the Lord.
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Lord Jesus, Savior, infant weak,
Why come to earth as one so meek?
A newborn babe, helpless and small
And yet Creator of us all
Thou hast no beauty, form, nor grace
No fortune, rank, no fame, no place
That men should see Thee and adore
A babe so humble and so poor
But to the soul whose eyes are healed
To whom the Truth has been revealed
Thy glory challenges the sun
Thou art a thousand joys in One
Though strangers see a babe in straw
Thy children see the Lord of all
Who laid aside His rightful reign
To take away our sin and shame
This sacrifice of love divine
This condescension to mankind
With beauty robes Thy lowly frame
And sanctifies Thy simple name
O aid my worship, Mighty King
That I might with the angels sing
“Glory to God on high!”
Now crowned again beyond the sky!
Oh, help me see Thee and adore
This little child, my God and Lord
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Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'Round yon virgin Mother and Child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Silent night, holy night
Son of God, oh, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord at Thy birth
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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 10, 2020
Audio Engineers: Drew Elliot, Adrienne Johnson
Cover Art: Paul Willard
