Go Tell It on the Mountain


        Go tell it on the mountain,

        over the hills and ev’rywhere;

        go tell it on the mountain

        that Jesus Christ is born!

1      While shepherds kept their watching

        o’er silent flocks by night,

        behold, throughout the heavens

        there shone a holy light.  Refrain

2      The shepherds feared and trembled

        when, lo, above the earth

        rang out the angel chorus

        that hailed our Savior’s birth.  Refrain

3      Down in a lonely manger

        the humble Christ was born;

        and God sent us salvation

        that blessed Christmas morn.  Refrain

The King of Love My Shepherd Is

1      The King of love my shepherd is,

        whose goodness faileth never;

        I nothing lack if I am his

        and he is mine forever.

2      Where streams of living water flow,

        my ransomed soul he leadeth

        and, where the verdant pastures grow,

        with food celestial feedeth.

3      Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,

        but yet in love he sought me,

        and on his shoulder gently laid,

        and home, rejoicing, brought me.

4      In death’s dark vale I fear no ill,

        with thee, dear Lord, beside me,

        thy rod and staff my comfort still;

        thy cross before to guide me.

5      Thou spreadst a table in my sight;

        thine unction grace bestoweth;

        and, oh, what transport of delight

        from thy pure chalice floweth!

6      And so, through all the length of days,

        thy goodness faileth never.

        Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise                within thy house forever

In the Bleak Midwinter

1      In the bleak midwinter,

        frosty wind made moan,

        earth stood hard as iron,

        water like a stone;

        snow had fallen, snow on snow,

        snow on snow,

        in the bleak midwinter,

        long ago.

2      Heaven cannot hold him,

        nor earth sustain;

        heav’n and earth shall flee away

        when he comes to reign;

        in the bleak midwinter

        a stable place sufficed

        the Lord God almighty,

        Jesus Christ.

3      What can I give him,

        poor as I am?

        If I were a shepherd

        I would bring a lamb;

        if I were a wise man

        I would do my part;

        yet what I can I give him—

        give my heart.

Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming

1      Lo, how a rose e’er blooming

        from tender stem hath sprung!

        Of Jesse’s lineage coming

        as seers of old have sung,

        it came, a flow’r so bright,

        amid the cold of winter,

        when half-spent was the night.

2      Isaiah had foretold it,

        the rose I have in mind;

        with Mary we behold it,

        the virgin mother kind.

        To show God’s love aright,

        she bore to us a Savior,

        when half-spent was the night.

3      This flow’r, whose fragrance tender

        with sweetness fill the air,

        dispels with glorious splendor

        the darkness everywhere.

        True man, yet very God,

        from sin and death he saves us

        and lightens ev’ry load.

4      O Savior, child of Mary,

        who felt our human woe;

        O Savior, king of glory,

        who dost our weakness know:

        bring us at length, we pray,

        to the bright courts of heaven

        and into endless day.

Silent Night

Silent night, holy night! All is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant, so tender and mild,Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.
(Verse 2 )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.

Angels We Have Heard on High

Angels we have heard on high, sweetly singing o’er the plains,And the mountains in reply, echoing their joyous strains.(Refrain) 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.(Refrain)

O Little Town of Bethlehem

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 wond’ring love.

O morning stars, together proclaim the holy birth,

and praises sing to God the king, and peace to all the earth!Unlabeled

“O Come, All Ye Faithful”

Oh, come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant!Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem;Come and behold him, born the king of angels!(Refrain) Oh, come, let us adore him, oh, come, let us adore him,oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!Glory to God, in the highest:(Refrain)Unlabeled

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

1 It came upon the midnight clear,

    that glorious song of old,

    from angels bending near the earth

    to touch their harps of gold:

    "Peace on the earth, good will to all,

    from heav'n's all-gracious king."

    The world in solemn stillness lay

    to hear the angels sing.

2 Still through the cloven skies they come

    with peaceful wings unfurled,

    and still their heav'nly music floats

    o'er all the weary world.

    Above its sad and lowly plains

    they bend on hov'ring wing,

    and ever o'er its babel sounds

    the blessed angels sing.

3 And you, beneath life’s crushing load,

    whose forms are bending low,

    who toil along the climbing way

    with painful steps and slow:

    look now, for glad and golden hours

    come swiftly on the wing;

    oh, rest beside the weary road

    and hear the angels sing!

4 For lo! The days are hast’ning on,

    by prophets seen of old,

    when with the ever-circling years

    shall come the time foretold,

    when peace shall over all the earth

    its ancient splendors fling,

    and all the world give back the song

    which now the angels sing.

The First Noel

1 The first Noel the angel did say

    was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;

    in fields where they lay, keeping their sheep,

    on a cold winter's night that was so deep.


    Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel!

    Born is the King of Israel.

2 They looked up and saw a star

    shining in the east beyond them far;

    and to the earth it gave great light,

    and so it continued both day and night.  Refrain

3 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.  Refrain

4 This star drew near to the northwest,

    o'er Bethlehem it took its rest;

    and there it did both stop and stay

    right over the place where Jesus lay.  Refrain

5 Then entered in those wise men three,

    full rev'rently upon their knee,

    and offered there in his presence

    their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense.  Refrain