Provisional Running Order
Assuming the weather holds, the Band will be playing from about 6.40, and again afterwards. Our collection of storytelling, poetry and brass-band led carols will last about 45 mins. We might shorten the event in the case of bad weather. The Carol Numbers and verse orders correspond to those in The Bethlehem Carol Sheet.
Margery Toller, published in Winter p. 179
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.
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.
And our eyes at last shall see Him
Through His own redeeming love,
For that child so dear and gentle
Is our Lord in Heaven above;
And He leads His children on
To the place where He is gone.
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,
When, like stars, His children crowned
All in white, shall wait around.
Words: Public Domain
Avis Palmer, published in Winter p282.
Can be sung to the tune of Away in a Manger, but today, we listen to it read.
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 quail at the sight;
glories stream from Heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia,
Christ, the Saviour, is born!
Christ, the Saviour, 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.
WORDS: Public Domain
Luke’s account of Jesus’ birth, recorded in his Gospel. THE VOICE bible
Children: Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky,
looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.
ALL: Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask you to stay
Close by me for ever, and love me, I pray
Bless all the dear children in your tender care,
And fit us for heaven to live with you there.
CCLI Song # 38583 James Ramsey Murray |
John Thomas McFarland | Martin Luther © Words: Public Domain
Ruth Burgess, published in Winter
Luke’s account of Jesus’ birth, recorded in his Gospel. THE VOICE bible
We raise our glasses in a toast
to the soon-to-be-born King!
Cheers! Happy Christmas!
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 heaven adored;
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
late in time behold him come,
offspring of a virgin’s womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see;
hail th’ 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 Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
risen 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 us second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new born King!”
CCLI Song # 27738 Charles Wesley | Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy © Words: Public Domain
Matthew’s account of Jesus’ birth, recorded in his Gospel. THE VOICE bible
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light
Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising, voices raising
Worshiping, God most high
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb
Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and Sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia
sounds through the earth and skies
CCLI Song # 38002 John Henry Hopkins Jr. © Words: Public Domain
Jan Sutch Pikard, published in Winter
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.
Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.
Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled the air,
But His mother, lowly,
In her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.
What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.
CCLI Song # 2399539 Christina Georgina Rossetti Public Domain
Thom Shuman, published in Winter
Luke’s account of Jesus’ birth, recorded in his Gospel. THE VOICE bible
Ruth Burgess, published in Winter
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Glad tidings we bring to you and your kin
We wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
CCLI Song # 266537 Unknown © Words: Public Domain