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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 Dayspring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here
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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 Dayspring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here Disperse the gloomy clouds of night And death’s dark shadows put to flight
Rejoice, Rejoice Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel
O come, Desire of nations, bind All peoples in one heart and mind Bid envy, strife and quarrels cease Fill the whole world with heaven’s peace
Rejoice, Rejoice Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel
Rejoice, Rejoice Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel ODBC CCLI#153970
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 wondering love O morning stars together proclaim the holy birth and praises sing to God the King and peace to men on earth
O holy Child of Bethlehem descend on 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 ODBC CCLI#153970
Away in a manger, No crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet Head.
The stars in the sky Looked down where He lay; The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes.
I love Thee Lord Jesus; Look down from the sky, And stay by my cradle Until 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 fit us for heaven, To live with Thee there. ODBC CCLI#153970
We three kings of Orient areBearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountain, moor and mountainFollowing yonder star
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to Thy perfect light
Frankincense to offer have I;Incense owns a Deity nigh;Prayer and praising all men raisingWorship Him, God on high
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfumeBreathes a life of gathering gloom;Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dyingSealed in the stone cold tomb
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to Thy perfect light
Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice’Alleluia, Alleluia! Sounds thru the earth and skies
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to Thy perfect light ODBC CCLI#153970
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphantO 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 HimO come, let us adore HimChrist the Lord
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,O sing, all ye bright hosts of heav’n aboveGlory to God, all glory in the highest
O come let us adore Him O come, let us adore HimO come, let us adore HimChrist the Lord
Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morningJesus to Thee be all glory giv’nWord of the Father, now in flesh appearing
O come let us adore HimO come, let us adore HimO come, let us adore HimChrist the Lord ODBC CCLI#153970
Hark the herald angels singGlory to the newborn KingPeace on earth and mercy mildGod and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations risejoin the triumph of the skieswith th’ angelic host proclaimChrist is born in Bethlehem Hark the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King
Christ, by highest heaven adoredChrist the everlasting LordLate in time behold Him comeOffspring of the virgin’s womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead seeHail th’ incarnate DeityPleased as man with men to dwellJesus, our Emmanuel Hark the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King
Hail, the heaven born Prince of PeaceHail, the Sun of Righteousness Light and life to all He brings, risen with healing in His wingsMild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may dieBorn to raise the sons of earth Born to give them second birth Hark the herald angels sing,Glory to the newborn King ODBC CCLI#153970
(Luke 2:6-7) "While they were there [Bethlehem], the time came for the baby to be born, {7} and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn."