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There is no name so sweet on earth,

No name so sweet in heaven,

The Name before His wondrous birth

To Christ the Saviour given.

We love to sing of Christ our King,

And hail Him blessed Jesus

For there's no word ear ever heard

So dear, so sweet as "Jesus."

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And, when He hung upon the tree,

They wrote this Name above Him

That all might see the reason we

Forevermore must love Him.

We love to sing of Christ our King,

And hail Him blessed Jesus

For there's no word ear ever heard

So dear, so sweet as "Jesus."

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So now, upon His Father's throne,

Almighty to release us

From sin and pains, He gladly reigns,

The Prince and Saviour Jesus.

We love to sing of Christ our King,

And hail Him blessed Jesus

For there's no word ear ever heard

So dear, so sweet as "Jesus."

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O Jesus, by that matchless name,

Thy grace shall fail us never

Today as yesterday the same,

Thou art the same forever.

We love to sing of Christ our King,

And hail Him blessed Jesus

For there's no word ear ever heard

So dear, so sweet as "Jesus."

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I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold

I'd rather be His then have riches untold

I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands.

I'd rather be led by His nailpierced hand

Than to be the king of a vast domain

Or be held in sin's dread sway.

I'd rather have Jesus than anything

This world affords today.

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I'd rather have Jesus than men's applause

I'd rather be faithful to His dear cause

I'd rather have Jesus than Worldwide fame.

I'd rather be true to His holy name.

Than to be the king of a vast domain

Or be held in sin's dread sway.

I'd rather have Jesus than anything

This world affords today.

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He's fairer than lillies of rarest bloom

He's sweeter than honey from out the comb

He's all that my hungering spirit needs,

I'd rather have Jesus and let Him lead

han to be the king of a vast domain

Or be held in sin's dread sway.

I'd rather have Jesus than anything

This world affords today.

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Shepherd of tender youth,

Guiding in love and truth Through devious ways,

Christ, our triumphant King, We come Thy Name to sing

Hither thy children bring Tributes of praise.

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Thou art our holy Lord,

The all subduing Word, Healer of strife

Thou didst Thyself abase, That from sin's deep disgrace

Thou mightest save our race, And give us life.

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Ever be Thou our Guide,

Our Shepherd and our Pride, Our Staff and Song

Jesus, Thou Christ of God, By Thy eternal word,

Lead us where Thou has trod, Make our faith strong.

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So now and till we die

Sound we Thy praises high, And joyful sing

Let all the holy throng Who to Thy Church belong,

Unite to swell to song To Christ our King!

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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

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O come, Thou Wisdom from on high

And order all things far and nigh

To us the path of knowledge show

And cause us in her ways to go

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel

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O come, Desire of nations; bind

All peoples in one the heart and mind

Bid envy, strife, and quarrels cease

Fill the whole world with heaven’s peace

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel

Amen

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Come, Thou long-expected Jesus

Born to set Thy people free

From our fears and sins release us

Let us find our rest in Thee

Israel’s Strength and Consolation

Hope of all the earth Thou art

Dear Desire of every nation

Joy of every longing heart

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Born Thy people to deliver

Born a child and yet a King

Born to reign in us forever

Now Thy gracious Kingdom bring

By Thine own eternal Spirit

Rule in all our hearts alone

By Thine all sufficient merit

Raise us to Thy glorious throne

Amen

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Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming

From tender stem hath sprung!

Of Jese's lineage coming

As men of old have sung.

It came, a floweret bright, Amid the cold of winter,

When half spent was the night.

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Isaiah 't was 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 men a Saviour,

When half spent was the night.

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This flower, whose fragrance tender

With sweetness fills the air,

Dispels with glorious splendor

The darkness everywhere.

True Man, yet very God, From sin and death He saves us

And lightens every load.

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Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates,

Behold, the King of Glory waits

The King of Kings is drawing near

The Saviour of the world is here!

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Fling wide the portals of your heart

Make it a temple, set apart

From earthly use for heaven's employ,

Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy.

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Redeemer, come! I open wide

My heart to Thee here, Lord, abide.

Let me Thy inner presence feel

Thy grace and love in me reveal.

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Christ is born, the angles sing,

Good news ringing throught the night.

Through all lands the tidings ring,

While the darkness shines with light.

While the darkness shines with light.

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When th'appointed time had come,

See the mercy here display'd!

For our Lord left heav'n and home,

In a manger to be laid.

In a manger to be laid.

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When the shepherds saw and heard

Infant Jesus! New born King!

Far they spread the angel's word,

Praising God and worshipping.

Praising God and worshipping.

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Christ was born our life to win,

Cov'ring, for who but believe

Sins unnumber'd that in Him

Our salvation we receive.

Our salvation we receive.

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Like the shepherds, let us speed,

Like the angels, Let us sing

Seek and greet Him, Lord indeed,

Praise with joy our Lord and King.

Praise with joy our Lord and King.

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Silent night, holy night,

All is calm, all is bright

Round you Virgin Mother and Child,

Holy Infant so tender and mild,

Sleep in heavenly peace,

Sleep in heavenly peace.

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Silent night, holy night,

Darkness flies, all is light

Shepherds hear the angels sing,

Alleluia! Hail the king!

Christ the Savior is born,

Christ the Savior is born!

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Silent night, holy night,

Guiding star, lend thy light

See the Eastern wise men bring

Gifts and homage to our king!

Christ the Savior is born,

Christ the Savior is born.

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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. Amen.

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There's a song in the air!

There's a star in the sky!

There's a mother's deep prayer

And a baby's low cry!

And the star rains its fire while

the beautiful sing,

For the manger of Bethlehem

cradles a King!

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There's a tumult of joy

O'er the wonderful birth,

For a Virgin's sweet boy

Is the Lord of the earth.

And the star rains its fire while

the beautiful sing,

For the manger of Bethlehem

cradles a King!

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In the light of that star

Lie the ages impearled

And that song from afar

Has swept over the world.

And the star rains its fire while

the beautiful sing,

For the manger of Bethlehem

cradles a King!

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Bringing our all, to offer

Gems of our treasurestore,

Self and heart let us proffer,

Here at the stable door.

Truth is its best adorning,

Love is its purest worth

This is the holy morning,

Day of our Saviour's birth!

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Blest with all heav'nly treasure

Since when we first believed,

Let us, in grateful measure,

Give as we have received.

Joyfill'd beyond all fullness,

Hopefill'd beyond all days,

Let us with heart and wholeness

Render our Saviour praise.

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Shepherds in awe and wonder,

Keeping their flock by night,

Saw the sky rent asunder

By a celestial light

Then, the glad tidings, given,

Hastened the manger nigh,

And, like the host of heaven,

Glorified God Most High.

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It came upon the midnight clear

That glorious song of old

From angels bending near the earth

To touch their harps of gold

"Peace on the earth, good will to men

From Heaven’s all gracious King"

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing

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Still through the cloven skies they come

With peaceful wings unfurled

And still their heavenly music floats

O’er all the weary world

Above its sad and lowly plains

They bend on hovering wing

And ever over its Babel sounds

The blessed angels sing

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And ye, beneath life’s crushing load

Whose forms are bending low

Who toil along the climbing way

With painful steps and slow

Look now! for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing

O rest beside the weary road

And hear the angels sing!

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For lo! the days are hastening on

By prophet-bards foretold

When with the ever circling years

Comes round the age of gold

When peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendors fling

And the whole world give back the song

Which now the angels sing

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Away in a manger, No crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head.

The stars in the sky Looked down where He lay,

The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.

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The cattle are lowing The poor Baby wakes,

But little Lord Jesus, No crying He makes,

I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,

And stay by my cradle To watch lullaby.

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Be near me, Lord Jesus I ask Thee to stay

Close by me forever, And love me, I pray.

Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care,

And take us to heaven, To live with Thee there.

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Away in a manger, No crib for a bed,

The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head.

The stars in the sky Looked down where He lay,

The little Lord Jesus, Asleep on the hay.

2

The cattle are lowing The poor Baby wakes,

Bet little Lord Jesus, No crying He makes,

I love Thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky,

And stay by my cradle To watch lullaby.

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Be near me, Lord Jesus I ask Thee to stay

Close by me forever, And love me, I pray.

Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care,

And take us to heaven, To live with Thee there.

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Joy to the world, the Lord is come!

Let earth receive her King

Let every heart prepare Him room

And Heaven and nature sing

And Heaven and nature sing

And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing

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Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!

Let men their songs employ

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains

Repeat the sounding joy

Repeat the sounding joy

Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy

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No more let sins and sorrows grow

Nor thorns infest the ground

He comes to make His blessings flow

Far as the curse is found

Far as the curse is found

Far as, far as, the curse is found

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He rules the world with truth and grace

And makes the nations prove

The glories of His righteousness

And wonders of His love

And wonders of His love

And wonders, wonders, of His love

Amen

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We three kings of Orient are,

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain,

Following youder star.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,

Gold I bring to crown Him again,

King forever, ceasing never

Over us all to reign.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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Frankincense to offer have I,

Incense owns a Deity nigh

Prayer and praising, all men raising,

Worship Him, God on high.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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Myrrh is mine: its bitter perfume

Breathes a life of gathering gloom

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,

Sealed in the stonecold tomb.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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Glorious now behold Him arise,

King and God and Sacrifice

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Earth to heav'n replies.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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God rest you merry, gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our Saviour

Was born on Christmas Day

To save us all from Satan's power

When we were gone astray

O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy

O tidings of comfort and joy!

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From God our heavenly Father

A blessed angel came

And unto certain shepherds

Brought tidings of the same

How that in Bethlehem was born

O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy

The Son of God by name

O tidings of comfort and joy!

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"Fear not, then," said the angel

"Let nothing you affright

This day is born a Saviour

Of a pure Virgin bright

To free all those who trust in Him

From Satan's power and might."

O tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy

O tidings of comfort and joy!

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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, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

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Shepherds, in the fields abiding,

Watching o'er your flocks by night,

God with man is now residing,

Yonder shines the infant Light:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

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Sages, leave your contemplation,

Brighter visions beam afar

Seek the great Desire of nations,

Ye have seen His natal star:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

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Saints before the altar bending,

Watching long in hope and fear,

Suddenly the Lord, descending,

In His temple shall appear:

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

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All creation, join in praising

God, the Father, Spirit, Son,

Evermore your voices raising

To th'eternal Three in One.

Come and worship, come and worship,

Worship Christ, the newborn King.

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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.

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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.

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And, thro' all His wondrous childhood,

He would honor and obey,

Love and watch the lowly maiden

In whose gentle arms He lay:

Christian children all must be

Mild, obedient good as He.

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And our eyes at last shall see Him,

Thro' 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.

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O little town of bethlehem,

How still we see thee lie

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep

The silent stars go by:

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

The everlasting Light

The hopes and fears of all the years

Are met in thee tonight.

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For Christ is born of Mary

And gathered all above,

While mortals sleep, the angels keep

Their watch of wond'ring love.

O morning stars, together

Proclaim the holy birth

And praises sing to God the King,

And peace to men on earth.

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How silently, how silently

The wondrous gift is giv'n!

So God imparts to human hearts

The blessings of His heav'n.

No ear may hear His coming,

But in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive Him still,

The dear Christ enters in.

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O holy Child of Bethlehem!

Descend to us, we pray

Cast out our sin, and enter in

Be born in us today.

We hear the Christmas angels

The great glad tidings tell

O come to us, abide with us,

Our Lord Emmanuel.