While shepherds watched their flocks by night All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around. “Fear not!” said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. To you, in David’s town this day, Is
Good King Wenceslas looked out on the feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. “Hither, page, and stand by me, if thou knowest it telling, Yonder peasant,
Lulay, Thou little, tiny Child, Bye-bye, lulee, lulay. Lulay, Thou little, tiny Child, Bye-bye, lulee, lulay. O, sisters, too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor Youngling for whom we sing, “Bye-bye, lulee, lulay”? Herod the king in his raging Charged he hath this day His men of might in his
When all my labours and trials are o’er And I am safe on that beautiful shore, Just to be near the dear Lord I adore Will through the ages be glory for me. CHORUS: O that will be glory for me, Glory for me, glory for me! When by His grace I shall look on
We’ve a story to tell to the nations That shall turn their hearts to the right – A story of truth and mercy, A story of peace and light, A story of peace and light. For the darkness shall turn to dawning, And the dawning to noonday bright, And Christ’s great Kingdom shall come to
I bring to Thee my heart to fill; I feel how weak I am, but still To Thee for help I call. In joy or grief, to live or die, For Earth or Heaven, this is my cry: Be Thou my all in all. Christ is all, yes, all in all; My Christ is all
Lord, I come to You, Let my heart be changed, renewed, Flowing from the grace that I found in You. And Lord, I’ve come to know, The weaknesses I see in me Will be stripped away by the power of Your love. CHORUS: Hold me close, Let Your love surround me; Bring me near, draw
I then shall live as one who’s been forgiven; I’ll walk with joy to know my debts are paid; I know my name is clear before my Father; I am His child and I am not afraid. So, greatly pardoned, I’ll forgive my brother; The law of love I gladly will obey. I then shall
O happy, happy day When old things passed away, There where the Saviour died for me! I knew my sins forgiven And had a sight of Heaven, There where the Saviour died for me. CHORUS: There where the Saviour died for me, There where the Saviour died for me, I saw the cleansing flow That
Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your hallelujahs raise; By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest A song of grateful love. By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring, The hills leap up
Lord, here today my great need I am feeling; Wilt Thou not visit my soul once again? I long to feel Thy sweet touch and its healing; Wonderful Healer, touch me again. Touch me again, touch me again, Wonderful Healer, touch me again. (2x) Often I’ve pressed through the throng for the blessing Which, through
From the heart of Jesus flowing Cometh Heaven’s peace to me, Ever deeper, richer growing, Through the cross of Calvary; Passing mortal understanding, Yet to seeking ones made known, And for all the race expanding – Gift of God unto His own. To the heart where strife was reigning, Jesus spake, dissension ceased; From the
