Before December 17
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After December 17
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Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus
Hear the Herald Voice Resounding
The King of Glory Comes
Wake, Awake, the Night Is Dying
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.
Text: Charles Wesley; Melody: Stuttgart 87.87, C.F. Witt
Wakened by this solemn warning,
Let the earthbound soul arise;
Christ her sun, all sloth dispelling,
Shines upon the morning skies.
See the Lamb so long expected,
Comes with pardon down from heav’n;
Hasten now, with tears of sorrow,
One and all to be forgiv’n.
So when next he comes with glory,
Shrouding all the earth in fear,
May he then as our defender
On the clouds of heav’n appear.
Honor, glory, virtue, merit,
To the Father and the Son,
With the co-eternal Spirit,
While eternal ages run.
Text: Vox clara ecce intonat, 6th Century; Translator: E. Caswall, 1814-1878; Melody: Merton 87.87, W.H. Monk, 1889
Refrain
The King of glory comes, the nation rejoices.
Open the gates before Him, lift up your voices.
Who is the King of glory: what shall we call Him?
He is Emmanuel, the promised of ages.
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In all of Galilee, in city or village,
He goes among his people, curing their illness.
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Sing then of David’s son, our Savior and brother,
In all of Galilee was never another.
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He gave His life for us, the pledge of salvation,
He took upon Himself the sins of the nation.
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He conquered sin and death; he truly has risen,
And He will share with us his heavenly vision.
Text: W.F. Jabusch; Melody: Israeli Folksong
Refrain:
Rejoice, the King is near,
Our praises he will hear,
Alleluia!
But we must be prepared to see
The Brightness of eternity.
We shall heed the prophets’ warning,
And rise to greet the Prince of Morning:
His gentle rule shall bring us peace.
Love and mercy are his treasure,
The seas and skies obey his pleasure;
His mighty rule shall never cease.
Refrain
Let the shadows be forsaken,
The time has come for us to waken,
And to the Day our lives entrust.
Search the sky for heaven’s portal:
The clouds shall rain the Light Immortal,
And earth will soon bud forth the Just.
Refrain
Text: Melvin Farrell; Melody: Wachert Auf 898.898.664.448, Philip Nicolai, 1599
Before December 17
Creator of the Stars of Night
Behold a Rose of Judah
Rorate Coeli
O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
Creator of the Stars of Night
Tune
Creator of the stars of night,
your people's everlasting light,
O Christ, Redeemer of us all,
we pray you hear us when we call.
In sorrow that the ancient curse
should doom to death a universe,
you came, O Savior, to set free
your own in glorious liberty.
At your great Name, O Jesus, now
all knees must bend, all hearts must bow;
all things on earth with one accord,
like those in heaven, know you are Word.
To God the Father, God the Son,
and God the Spirit, Three in one,
praise, honor, might, and glory be
from age to age eternally.
Melody: Conditor Alme Siderum 7.7.7.7; Text: Anonymous, 7th Century
R./ Rorate Coeli desuper |
R./ Drop down ye heavens from above |
Ne irascaris Domine, ne ultra memineris iniquitatis R./ Rorate Coeli desuper |
Be not angry Lord neither remember iniquity forever R./ Drop down ye heavens from above |
Peccavimus, et facti sumus tamquam immundus nos R./ Rorate Coeli desuper |
We have sinned and are unclean R./ Drop down ye heavens from above |
Vide Domine afflictionem populi tui R./ Rorate Coeli desuper |
Behold, O Lord, the affliction of thy people R./ Drop down ye heavens from above |
Consolamini, consolamini, popule meus R./ Rorate Coeli desuper |
Comfort ye, comfort ye my people R./ Drop down ye heavens from above |
VENI veni, Emmanuel R./ Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel, |
O COME, O come, Emmanuel, R./ Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel, |
Veni, O Sapientia, |
O come, Thou Wisdom, from on high, |
Veni, veni, Adonai, |
O come, o come, Thou Lord of might, |
Veni, O Iesse virgula, |
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse's stem, |
Veni, Clavis Davidica, |
O come, Thou Key of David, come, |
Veni, veni O Oriens, |
O come, Thou Dayspring from on high, |
Veni, veni, Rex Gentium, |
O come, Desire of the nations, bind |
Before December 17
On Jordan's Bank the Baptist's Cry
Tune
On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry
announces that the Lord is nigh;
awake and hearken, for he brings
glad tidings of the King of kings.
Then cleansed be every breast from sin;
make straight the way for God within,
prepare we in our hearts a home
where such a mighty Guest may come.
For thou art our salvation, Lord,
our refuge and our great reward;
without thy grace we waste away
like flowers that wither and decay.
All praise, eternal Son, to thee,
whose advent doth thy people free;
whom with the Father we adore
and Holy Ghost for evermore.
Text: Charles Coffin, 1736; Melody: Winchester, Hamburg, 1690
Behold our Hope and Life and Light,
The promise of the holy night;
We lift our prayer and bend our knee
To his great love and majesty.
Text: Michael Gannon; Melody: O Heiland Reis, Rheinfels Gesangbuch, 1666
Isaiah has foretold it,
In words of promise sure,
And Mary’s arms enfold it,
A Virgin meek and pure.
Through God’s eternal will
She bore to men a Savior
At midnight calm and still.
Text: 15th Century; Melody: Es Ist Ein Ros Entsprungen
VENI veni, Emmanuel R./ Gaude! Gaude! Emmanuel, |
O COME, O come, Emmanuel, R./ Rejoice! Rejoice! O Israel, |
Veni, O Sapientia, |
O come, Thou Wisdom, from on high, |
Veni, veni, Adonai, |
O come, o come, Thou Lord of might, |
Veni, O Iesse virgula, |
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse's stem, |
Veni, Clavis Davidica, |
O come, Thou Key of David, come, |
Veni, veni O Oriens, |
O come, Thou Dayspring from on high, |
Veni, veni, Rex Gentium, |
O come, Desire of the nations, bind |
The coming of our God
Our thoughts must now employ:
Then let us meet him on the road
With songs of holy joy.
The co-eternal Son
A maiden's offspring see:
A servant's form Christ putteth on,
To make his people free.
Daughet of Sion, rise
To greet thine infant-King,
And do not thanklessly despise
The pardon he doth bring.
In glory from his throne
Again will Christ descend,
And summon all that are his own
To joys that never end.
Let deeds of darkness fly
Before the approaching morn,
For onto sin 'tis ours to die,
And serve the Virgin-horn.
Our joyful praises sing
To Christ, that set us free;
Like tribute to the Father bring,
And, Holy Ghost, to thee.
Awake, O earth, break forth in Swpring!
To crown this great awakening,
Bloom once again, O Flow'r divine
And brightest Son of Jesse's line.
Then praise and homage we will bring
To you, our Savior, God and King;
And we will bless you and adore
For ever and for ever more.
“For know a blessèd mother thou shalt be,
All generations laud and honor thee,
Thy Son shall be Emmanuel, by seers foretold,
Most highly favored lady,” Gloria!
Then gentle Mary meekly bowed her head,
“To me be as it pleaseth God,” she said,
“My soul shall laud and magnify His holy Name.”
Most highly favored lady, Gloria!
Of her, Emmanuel, the Christ, was born
In Bethlehem, all on a Christmas morn,
And Christian folk throughout the world will ever say—
“Most highly favored lady,” Gloria!
Those dear tokens of his passion
still his dazzling body bears,
cause of endless exultation
to his ransomed worshipers;
with what rapture, with what rapture, with what rapture
gaze we on those glorious scars!
Yea, amen! let all adore thee,
high on thine eternal throne;
Savior, take the power and glory;
claim the kingdom for thine own:
Alleluia! alleluia! alleluia!
Thou shalt reign, and thou alone.
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