Christmas

Silent Night

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.

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.

About this song: On Christmas Eve, Christians across the world gather to sing, to be reminded of the gift of Jesus, the Christ. As we stand with candles lit and sing, we are reminded of the light that has come into the world in the humblest of ways. Few songs capture the awe of that moment. The realization that the King is here, for me, for you, and there He is asleep in a manger.

Doxology

Doxology

Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

Amen. Amen. Amen

About this song:

The Doxology is often sung at the end of a hymn or sometimes alone at the end of a service. It is meant to focus the singer on the trinitarian nature of God. In this version, we’ve arranged it to be sung three times through in an effort to allow the singer to further meditate on the words.

Lo, How A Rose E'er Blooming

Lo, how a rose e’er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung! 
Of Jesse’s lineage coming
As prophets long have sung,

It came a flow’ret bright,
Amid the cold of winter, 
When half spent was the night.

Isaiah ‘twas 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.


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 to the endless day.

 

Translated by Theodore Baker & John C. Mattes. 
Adaptation and arrangement by Blake Flattley

photo by Annie Spratt