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Christmas Hymn
Sanctuary Choir
Praise to God whose love was shown, who sent His Son to earth. Jesus left His rightful throne, became a man by birth. The virgins baby Son, all creation praised Him God incarnate, come, come adore Him.
Still a higher call had He, delivrance from our sins. Come to set all people free from satans hold within. For by the sin of man, we fell; By the Son of God He crused the powr of hell, death we fear no more!
Now we stand with strength, with powr the sons of God on earth. Faithful to the nal hour, Christs righteousness our worth. And now all praise be givn for the Babe, the Son, the Savior King is risn,
Christ is Lord indeed, for the Babe, the Son, the Savior King is risn, Christ the Lord indeed. Praise to God! Praise God whose love was shown, Praise to our God!
W and M--Amy Grant and Michael W. Smith Arr. Tom Fettke & Thomas Grassi (c) 1983 Meadowgreen Music Co CCLI License #1501423
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 esh 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 heavn born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risn with healing in His wings. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that men no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Hark! the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King.
W--Charles Wesley M--Felix Mendelssohn CCLI License #1501423
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing oer the plains, And the mountains in reply Echo back their joyous strains. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? Say what may the tidings be Which inspire your heavnly song? Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
Come to Bethlehem and see Him Whose birth the angels sing; Come, adore on bended knee, Christ the Lord, the newborn King. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
See Him in a manger laid, Jesus, Lord of heavn and earth! Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, With us sing our Saviors birth. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo!
W and M--Traditional French Carol and Melody CCLI License #1501423
One small child in a land of a thousand. One small dream of a Savior tonight, One small hand reaching out to the starlight, One small city of life. One small city of life.
One king bringing his gold and riches, One king ruling an army of might, One king kneeling with incense and candlelight, One king bringing us life. Oh, See Him lying a cradle beneath Him, see Him smiling in the stall. See His mother praising His father, See His tiny eyelids fall.
One small light from the ame of a candle, One small light from a city of might, One small light from the stars in the endless night, One small light from His face. Oh, See the shepherds kneeling before Him, see the kings on bended knee. See the mother praising His father, see the blessed infant sleep.
One small child in a land of a thousand. One small dream in a people of might, One small hand reaching out to the starlight, One small Savior of life, One small Savior of life.
W and M--David Meece CCLI License #1501423
Glorious Day
One day when Heaven was lled with His praises One day when sin was as black as could be Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin Dwelt among men, my example is He The Word became esh and the light shined among us, His glory revealed.
Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justied freely forever One day Hes coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day they led Him up Calvarys mountain One day they nailed Him to die on a tree Suffering anguish, despised and rejected Bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He Hands that healed nations, stretched out on a tree And took the nails for me
Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justied freely forever One day Hes coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day
One day the grave could conceal Him no longer One day the stone rolled away from the door Then He arose, over death He had conquered Now Hes ascended, my Lord evermore Death could not hold Him, the grave could not keep Him From rising again
Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justied freely forever One day Hes coming Oh glorious day, oh glorious day Oh glorious day!
One day the trumpet will sound for His coming One day the skies with His glories will shine Wonderful day, my Beloved One, bringing My Savior, Jesus, is mine
Living, He loved me Dying, He saved me Buried, He carried my sins far away Rising, He justied freely forever One day Hes coming Oh glorious day,
Rising, He justied freely forever One day Hes coming Oh glorious day, glorious day! O glorious day.
W and M--Michael Bleecker (c) 2008 Word Music CCLI License #1501423
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 heavn and nature sing.
Joy to the world, the Savior reigns, Let men their songs employ; While elds and oods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat the sounding joy. Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.
No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make his blessings ow 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.
W--Isaac Watts M--George Frederick Handel; arr. Lowell Mason CCLI License #1501423
How sweet the day when Christ was born When God Himself took human form He came to wash our sins away Our death to die, our debt to pay
How sweet the day when Hope appeared The One who frees us from our fears He came to break the power of sin And give us power to follow Him
Oh sing for joy, lift up your voice Let us sing for joy, the whole earth rejoice Let us sing for joy to the Son For Jesus our Savior has come
How sweet the day when Christ returns Well see the One for whom we yearn Then well look full upon His face Our hearts will burst with songs of praise
Oh sing for joy, lift up your voice Let us sing for joy, the whole earth rejoice Let us sing for joy to the Son For Jesus our Savior has come
Oh sing for joy, lift up your voice Let us sing for joy, the whole earth rejoice Let us sing for joy to the Son For Jesus our Savior has come
Come, Lord Jesus, come. Come, Lord Jesus, come. Come, Lord Jesus, come.
W and M--Stephen Altrogge (c) 2006 Sovereign Grace Praise CCLI License #1501423