Back by popular demand, on Friday 15th December, Northstowe will gather with a local Brass Band around the Christmas Tree by the light of (electronic) tea lights to sing favourite Carols interspersed with poems and readings from various community figures including representatives from Northstowe Secondary College, The Pathfinder CofE Primary School, Guiding, the Town council, and others.
We warmly invite you to bring along hot chocolates, teas, or coffee to keep those fingers warm as we sing! FREE hot chocolate from Northstowe Hub from their stand outside The Cabin 6.30-7.30 (while stocks last)
Or you might like to treat yourself to something from Northstowe Foodies’ Food Trucks who will be on the Green 5-8pm.
BrewBoard selling beers from their brewery
EAT GREEK - Gyros Greek kebabs
Pimp My Fish UK - fish and chips
Cambridge Luxury Bakes - hot crumbles/bakes
Where: The Christmas Tree on The Green, Pathfinder Way
When: Friday 15th Dec, Carols 7-7.45pm
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.
1. The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
2. The holly bears a blossom,
As white as the lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our sweet Saviour.
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
3. The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do us sinners good.
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
6. The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
Public Domain
Little donkey, little donkey
on the dusty road
Got to keep on plodding onwards
with your precious load
Been a long time, little donkey,
through the winter’s night
Dont give up now, little donkey,
Bethlehem’s in sight
Ring out those bells tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Follow that star tonight
Bethlehem, Bethlehem
Little donkey, little donkey
Had a heavy day
Little donkey, Carry Mary
safely on her way.
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!
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.
Angels from the realms of glory
Wing your flight o'er all the earth
Ye who sang creation's story
Now proclaim Messiah's birth
Come and worship
Christ the newborn King
Come and worship
Worship Christ the newborn King
All creation join in praising
God the Father Spirit Son
Evermore your voices raising
To th'eternal Three in One
Come and worship
Christ the newborn King
Come and worship
Worship Christ the newborn King
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
God of God
Light of 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
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
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
Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Alleluia alleluia
Peals through the earth and skies
O star of wonder star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect light
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