Hark the Herald Angels Sing
Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies
With th’angelic hosts proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King

Christ by highest heav’n adored, Christ the everlasting Lord
Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of the virgin’s womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th’incarnate Deity
Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus our Emmanuel
Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King

Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace. Hail the Sun of righteousness
Light and life to all He brings, Ris’n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man 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

Joy to the world

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 heav’n and nature sing

Joy to the earth the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ
While fields and floods, rocks hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy, repeat the sounding joy
Repeat repeat the sounding joy

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 and wonders of His love

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.

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest;

Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to Thee be glory given;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing

The first No – el the angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;
In fields where they lay tending their sheep,
On a cold winter’s ni-ght that was so deep.
No – el, No – el, No – el, No – el,
Born is the King of Is ra el.

And by the light of that same star
Three Wise Men came from country far;
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went.

Then let us all with one accord,
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord;
Who hath made Heaven
and earth of naught,
and with His blood mankind hath bought

Go Tell it on the Mountain
While shepherds kept their watching,
O’er silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens,
There shone a holy light
Go tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere
Go tell it on the mountain,
That Jesus Christ is born

The shepherds feared and trembled,
When lo above the earth
Rang out the angel chorus,
That hailed our Savior’s birth

Down in a lowly manger,
The humble Christ was born
And brought us God’s salvation,
That blessed Christmas morn

Silent Night 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,
Shepherds quake at the sight;
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ the Savior is born, Christ the Savior is born!

Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, 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.

Silent night, holy night,
Wondrous star, lend thy light;
With the angels let us sing,
Alleluia to our King;
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born!

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!

How silently, how silently, the wondrous Gift is giv’n;
So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of His Heav’n.
No ear may hear His coming, but in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to 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!