LYRICS

HAVE MERCY ON US
O Lord God our Father in heaven
Have mercy on us
O Christ God the Son, Our Redeemer
Have mercy on us
O Holy Spirit our Comforter
Have mercy on us
Have mercy on us

O Lord God our Father in heaven
We beg you, hear us
O Christ God the Son, Our Redeemer
We beg you, hear us
O Holy Spirit our Comforter
We beg you hear us
We beg you hear us
Have mercy on us

O Lord God our Father in heaven
Be gracious unto us
O Christ God the Son, Our Redeemer
Be gracious unto us
O Spirit hear us
Have mercy on us

Have Mercy on Us

Mitch Dane, Gregory the Great, Claire Hilliard, Kenny Hilliard
© Post Tenebras Publishing 2024

O COME O COME EMMANUEL

O come, O come, Emmanuel
and ransom captive Israel
that mourns in lonely exile here
until the Son of God appear.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, thou Rod of Jesse, free
thine own from Satan's tyranny;
from depths of hell thy people save,
and give them vict'ry o'er the grave.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, thou Dayspring come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
and death's dark shadows put to flight.

Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Desire of Nations bind

In one the hearts of all mankind

Bid Thou our sad divisions cease

And be Thyself our King of Peace

Rejoice! Rejoice! Immanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel.

O Come O Come Emmanuel
John Neale
© 1851 Public Domain

FORGIVE US LORD
Forgive us Lord for Jesus’ sake
All our sinful words and ways
All our wasted hours and days
Forgive us Lord

For every bitter thought and deed
Every act of jealousy
Every lust and selfish greed
Forgive us Lord
Forgive us Lord

Have mercy Have mercy

Forgive us Lord for Jesus’ sake
All our laziness and pride
All Your laws that we’ve defied
Forgive us Lord
Forgive us Lord

Have mercy Have mercy
Have mercy Have mercy

O give us Lord for Jesus’ sake
Every needful gift of grace
Till we see Your holy face
Please give us Lord

Have mercy Have mercy
Have mercy Have mercy

Forgive Us Lord
Mitch Dane, L. F., Claire Hilliard, Kenny Hilliard
© Post Tenebras Publishing 2024

LITTLE CHILDREN WAKE AND LISTEN

Little children, wake and listen!

Songs are breaking o'er the earth;

While the stars in heaven glisten,

Hear the news of Jesus' birth.

Long ago, to lonely meadows
Angels brought the message down
Still, each year, through midnight shadows,
It is heard in every town

What is this that they are telling
Singing in the quiet street?
While their voices high are swelling
What sweet words do they repeat?

Words to bring us greater gladness,
Though our hearts from care are free;
Words to chase away our sadness,
Cheerless though our hearts may be.

Christ has left His throne of glory
And a lowly cradle found
Well might angels tell the story
Well may be their words resound.

Little children, wake and listen!

Songs are ringing through the earth
While the stars in heaven glisten,
Sing with joy our Saviour's birth.

Little Children Wake and Listen

Author Unknown, Music by Kenny & Claire Hilliard

ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH

Angels we have heard on high,
Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply
Echoing their joyous strains.

Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Shepherds, why this jubilee?
Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be
Which inspire your heavn'ly song?

Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Come to Bethlehem and see
Christ whose birth the angels sing.
Come, adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

Gloria in excelsis Deo

Gloria in excelsis Deo.

See him in a manger laid,
Whom the choirs of angels praise.
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid
While our hearts in love we raise

Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Angels We Have Heard on High

LET ALL MORTAL FLESH KEEP SILENCE

Let all mortal flesh keep silence

and with fear and trembling stand;

ponder nothing earthly-minded,

for with blessing in his hand

Christ, our God, to earth descendeth

our full homage to demand.

King of Kings, yet born of Mary,

as of old on earth he stood,

Lord of Lords in human vesture

in the body and the blood

he will give to all the faithful

his own self for heav’nly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven

spreads its vanguard on the way

as the Light from Light, descendeth

from the realms of endless day,

That the pow’rs of hell may vanish

as the darkness clears away.

At his feet the six-winged seraph,

cherubim with sleepless eye,

veil their faces to His presence

as with ceaseless voice they cry:

“Alleluia, alleluia!

Alleluia, Lord Most High!”

“Alleluia, alleluia!

Alleluia, Lord Most High!”

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

Gerard Moultrie

O HOLY NIGHT

O holy night! the stars are brightly shining;

It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining,

Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope- the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!

O night divine, O night when Christ was born!

O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here came the Wise Men from Orient land.

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger,

In all our trials born to be our Friend.

He knows our need— to our weakness is no stranger.

Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother,

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we;

Let all within us praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord! Then ever! Ever praise we!

His pow’r and glory evermore proclaim!

O holy night! the stars are brightly shining;

It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth.

O Holy Night

John S. Dwisght, Placide Cappeau

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,

heav’nly hosts sing, Alleluia!

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.

Silent night, holy night!

Wondrous star, lend thy light;

With the angels let us sing

Alleluja to our King:

Christ, the Savior, is born!

Silent Night

Freeman Young, Anonymous, Joseph Mohr

O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL

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,

Christ the Lord!

Sing, choirs of angels,

sing in exultation,

sing, all ye citizens of heav’n above!

Glory to God, all glory in the highest:

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord!

Yea, Lord, we greet thee,

born this happy morning;

Jesus, to thee be all glory giv’n!

Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing:

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord!

O come, let us adore him,

Christ the Lord!

O Come All Ye Faithful

John Francis Wade, Frederick Oakeley

ARE YOU WEARY

Are you weary, Are you languid

Are you found distressed?

“Come to Me” says One, “and, coming

Be at Rest”

Are you weary, Heavy laden?

Lay Your burden, Find His Rest

Has He marks to lead me to Him

If He be my Guide?

In His feet and hands are wound prints

And His side

Is there diadem, as Monarch,

That His brow adorns?

Yes, a crown was placed upon Him

But of thorns

Are you weary, Heavy laden?

Lay Your burden, Find His Rest

If I find Him, if I follow

What have I to gain?

Many sorrows, many labors

Many pains

If I still hold closely to Him

What has He at last?

Sorrow vanquished, labor ended

Jordan passed

Are you weary, Heavy laden?

Lay Your burden, Find His Rest

Finding, following, keeping, struggling

Is He sure to bless?

Saints, Apostles, Prophets, Martyrs

Answer, Yes!

Are You Weary

Kenny & Claire Hilliard, St. Stephen of Mar Sabas, John Neale, Evan Redwine

IN CHRIST ALONE

In Christ alone my hope is found

He is my light my strength my song

This cornerstone this solid ground

Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love what depths of peace
When fears are stilled when strivings cease
My Comforter my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand

No power of hell no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand

In Christ Alone

Keith Getty, Stuart Townend

GOD MOVES (UPON THE STORM)

Deep in the unfathomable mines

Of never failing skill

He treasures up His bright design

And works His sovereign will

Ye fearful saints fresh courage take

The clouds you so much dread

They’re big with mercy and shall break

In blessings on

your head

God moves in mysterious ways

His wonders to perform

He plants His footprints in the waves

And He rides upon the storm

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense

But trust Him for His grace

Behind a frowning providence

He hides a smiling face

His purposes will ripen fast

Unfolding every hour

The bud may have a bitter taste

But sweet will be

The flow’r

God moves in mysterious ways

His wonders to perform

He plants His footprints in the waves

And He rides upon the storm

Blind unbelief is sure to err

And scan His work in vain

God is His own interpreter

And He will make it plain

He will make it plain

God moves in mysterious ways

His wonders to perform

He plants His footprints in the waves

And He rides upon the storm

God Moves (Upon the Storm)

William Cowper, Mitch Dane, Claire Hilliard, Kenny Hilliard

SURELY HIS GOODNESS

The Lord is my shepherd

My protector my provider

He leads me to rest by still waters

Lie down in green pastures so gently

He restores my soul

My cup overflows

Surely His goodness and mercy will follow me

All of my days

My Shepherd stays with me

With His Word He consoles me so sweetly

He guides me in goodness

In paths of righteousness for His glory

Surely His goodness and mercy will follow me

All of my days

Through valleys

Up mountains

Where He leads me I will go

Even through death's shadow

Lord, help me follow

All of my days

I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever

I will dwell in the house of the Lord

I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever

I will dwell

Surely His goodness and mercy will follow me

All of my days

Through valleys

Up mountains

Where He leads me I will go

Even through death's shadow

Lord, help me follow

All of my days

What do I need when I know that He’s leading me?

Who shall I fear when I know that He walks with me?

All of my days

Surely His Goodness

Mitch Dane, Claire Hilliard, Kenny Hilliard

GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN

God rest you merry, gentlemen,

let nothing you dismay;

remember Christ, our Savior

was born on Christmas Day

to save us all from Satan's pow'r

when we were gone astray.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy.

In Bethlehem, in Israel

The blessed babe was born

And laid within a manger

Upon that blessed morn

of which His mother Mary

Did nothing take in scorn.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy.

From God our heav'nly Father

the blessed angel came

and unto certain shepherds

brought tidings of the same,

how that in Bethlehem was born

the son of God by name.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

O tidings of comfort and joy.

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

18th Century English Carol

WE BELIEVE

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

The blessed Three in One

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

We believe

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

The blessed Three in One

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

We believe

We believe in God Almighty

The only Holy Lord

He is powerful supreme

Sovereign and faithful

We believe He is unchanging

All knowing good and wise

He is love and He is grace

He is merciful and kind

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

The blessed Three in One

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

We believe

We believe in Jesus Christ

Fully God and fully man

Suffered under Pontius Pilate

Bled and died and conquered death

We believe that He is seated

At the Father’s righteous hand

We believe He will return

To judge the living and the dead

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

The blessed Three in One

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

We believe

We believe in God the Spirit

Who redeems us as the bride

We are sealed with His forgiveness

Raised to everlasting life

We believe in the Father

We believe in the Son

We believe in the Spirit

The blessed Three in One

We believe in God the Father

Who made heaven and the Earth

We believe in His Son

Born of a virgin birth

We believe in the Spirit

The Holy Trinity

We believe We believe

We Believe

Mitch Dane, Claire Hilliard, Kenny Hilliard

JOY TO THE WORLD

Joy to the World

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 heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns;

Let men their songs employ;

While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,

Repeat the sounding joy.

Repeat Repeat the sounding joy!

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 far as the curse is found!

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!

Joy to the World

Isaac Watts