Opening carol: Once in Royal David’s City

Verse 1 –  Solo by Choir Church Chorister

  1. He came down to earth from Heaven,

Who is God and Lord of all,

And His shelter was a stable,

And His cradle was a stall;

With the poor, and mean, and lowly,

Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

  1. And, through all His wondrous childhood,

He would honour and obey,

Love and watch the lowly maiden,

In whose gentle arms He lay:

Christian children all must be

Mild, obedient, good as He.

  1. For He is our childhood’s pattern;

Day by day, like us He grew;

He was little, weak and helpless,

Tears and smiles like us He knew;

And He feeleth for our sadness,

And He shareth in our gladness.

  1. And our eyes at last shall see Him,

Through His own redeeming love,

For that Child so dear and gentle

Is our Lord in Heav’n above,

And He leads His children on

To the place where He is gone.

  1. 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.

Words: C. F. Alexander 

Music: ‘Irby’ 


Carol: O come, O come Emmanuel

  1. 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.

  1. O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free

Thine own from Satan’s tyranny;

From depths of hell Thy people save,

And give them victory o’er the grave.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

  1. O come, Thou Dayspring, from on high,

And cheer us by Thy drawing nigh;

Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,

And death’s dark shadows put to flight.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

  1. O come, Thou Key of David, come

And open wide our heav’nly home;

Make safe the way that leads on high,

And close the path to misery.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

  1. O come, Adonai, Lord of might,

Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height,

In ancient times didst give the law

In cloud and majesty and awe.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

Words: 

Music: ‘Veni, Veni Emmanuel 


Carol: The angel Gabriel from heaven came

 

  1. The Angel Gabriel from heaven came,

his wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame;

‘All hail,’ said he, ‘thou lowly maiden Mary,

most highly favoured lady.’

Gloria!

  1. ‘For known a blessèd Mother thou shalt be,

all generations laud and honour thee,

thy son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold;

most highly favoured lady.’

Gloria!

  1. Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head,

‘To me be as it pleaseth God,’ she said,

‘My soul shall laud and magnify his holy name’:

most highly favoured lady.

Gloria!

  1. Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ was born

in Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn,

and Christian folk throughout the world will ever say

‘Most highly favoured lady.’

Gloria!


Carol: The first Nowell

  1. The first Nowell the angels 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:

Refrain: Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

 

  1. 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:

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

  1. 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 whersoever it went:

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

  1. This star drew nigh to the north-west;

O’er Bethlehem it took its rest;

And there it did both stop and stay

Right over the place where Jesus lay

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

  1. Then entered in those Wise Men three,

Full reverently upon their knee,

And offered there in his presence,

Their gold and myrrh and frankincense

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

  1. Then let us all with one accord

Sing praises to our heavenly Lord

That hath made heaven and earth of nought,

And with his blood mankind hath bought

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell,

Born is the King of Israel.

Words & Music: based on trad. Cornish


Carol: O come, all ye faithful

 

  1. 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;

Refrain:

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

  1. God from God, Light from Light,

lo! he abhors not the Virgin’s womb;

Very God, begotten not created

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

  1. See how the shepherds, summoned to his cradle,

leaving their flocks, draw nigh with lowly fear;

we too will thither bend our joyful footsteps

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

  1. Lo! star-led chieftains, magi, Christ adoring,

offer Him incense gold and myrrh;

we to the Christ-child bring our hearts oblations

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

  1. Child, for us sinners poor and in the manger,

fain we embrace thee, with awe and love;

who would not love thee, loving us so dearly?

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

  1. Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,

sing, all ye citizens of heaven above;

glory to God in the highest

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord.

Words: J. F. Wade (1711-1786)

Music: ‘Adeste fideles 


Final Carol: Hark! The herald.

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 th’ angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”

Christ, by highest heav’n adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
late in time behold him come,
offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail the incarnate Deity,
pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son 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 new born King!”