Tag: Worship

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

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.