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Carols for 20th December zoom carol service at 6pm 1. Once in Royal David’s City Once in royal David’s city stood a lowly cattle shed, where a mother laid her baby in a manger for his bed; Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. Not in that poor lowly stable with the oxen standing by, we shall see him, but in heaven, set at God’s right hand on high; where like stars his children crowned all in white shall wait around. Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895) 2. Long Ago, Prophets Knew Long ago, prophets knew, Christ would come, born a Jew, come to make all things new, bear his people’s burden, freely love and pardon. Ring, bells, ring, ring, ring! Sing, choirs, sing, sing, sing! When he comes, when he comes, who will make him welcome? God in time, God in man, this is God’s timeless plan: he will come as a man, born himself of woman, God divinely human. Fred Pratt Green (b.1903) © 1971 Stainer & Bell Ltd 3. O Little Town of Bethlehem How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven. 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. Philip Brooks (1835-1893) 4. 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. Joseph Mohr (1792-1848), trans. John Freeman Young (1820-1885)

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Carols for 20th December zoom carol service at 6pm

1. Once in Royal David’s City Once in royal David’s city stood a lowly cattle shed, where a mother laid her baby in a manger for his bed; Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. Not in that poor lowly stable with the oxen standing by, we shall see him, but in heaven, set at God’s right hand on high; where like stars his children crowned all in white shall wait around. Cecil Frances Alexander (1818-1895)

2. Long Ago, Prophets Knew Long ago, prophets knew, Christ would come, born a Jew, come to make all things new, bear his people’s burden, freely love and pardon. Ring, bells, ring, ring, ring! Sing, choirs, sing, sing, sing! When he comes, when he comes, who will make him welcome? God in time, God in man, this is God’s timeless plan: he will come as a man, born himself of woman, God divinely human. Fred Pratt Green (b.1903) © 1971 Stainer & Bell Ltd

3. O Little Town of Bethlehem How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven. 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. Philip Brooks (1835-1893)

4. 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. Joseph Mohr (1792-1848), trans. John Freeman Young (1820-1885)

5. Joy to the World Joy to the world! The Lord is come; let earth receive her King; let every heart prepare him room, and heaven and nature sing, and heaven and nature sing, and heaven and heaven and nature sing. 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. Isaac Watts (1674-1748)

6. Hark, the herald-angels sing 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. Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, risen with healing in his wings; mild he lays his glory by, born that we no more may die, born to raise us from the earth, born to give us second birth. Charles Wesley (1707-1788), George Whitefield (1714-1770), Martin Madan (1726-1790)

7. O, come, all ye faithful 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, sing, all ye citizens of heaven above; glory to God in the highest: John Francis Wade (1711-1786) CCLI 4152/202924/606477