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10/02/2007 |
1. | Come and Worship |
2. | Joy to the World |
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4. | What Child Is This |
5. | Angels (interlude) |
6. | Go Tell It on the Mountain |
7. | Silver Bells |
8. | Christmas Time Is Here |
9. | Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas |
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11. | O Come, O Come, Emmanuel |
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13. | Mary's Prayer |
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They never knew a dark night
always had the Son's light
on their face
Perfect in glory
Broken by the story
of untold grace...
come that day
Majesty had come down
Glory had succumbed now
to flesh and bone
In the arms of a manger
In the hands of strangers
that could not know
Just who they hold
Chorus:
And the angels filled the sky
All of heaven wondered why
Why their King would choose to be
Be a baby born to die
And all fell silent
For the cry of an infant,
the voice of God
Was dividing history
For those with eyes to see,
the Son would shine
From earth that night
Chorus
Bridge:
To break the chains
Of guilt and sin
To find us here
To pull us in
So we can join in Heaven's song
And with one voice around the throne
Chorus:
All the Angels filled the sky
And I can't help but wonder why
Why the King would choose to be
Be a baby born for me
Be a baby born to die
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Go Tell It on the Mountain |
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Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas |
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All the streets
Are filled
With laughter
And light
And the music
Of the season
And the
Merchants' windows
Are all bright
With the faces
Of the children
And the families
Hurrying
To their homes
As the sky darkens
And freezes
They'll be gathering
Around the hearths
And tales
Giving thanks
For all god's graces
And the birth
Of the rebel Jesus
Well they call him
By the prince
Of peace
And they call him
By the Savior
And they pray
To him
Upon the seas
And in every
Bold endeavor
As they fill
His churches
With their pride
And gold
And their faith
In him increases
But they've
Turned the nature
That I worshipped in
From a temple
To a robber's den
In the words
Of the rebel Jesus
We guard our world
With locks and guns
And we guard
Our fine possessions
And once a year
When Christmas comes
We give
To our relations
And perhaps we give
A little to the poor
If the generosity
Should seize us
But if any one of us
Should interfere
In the business of why
They are poor
They get the same
As the rebel Jesus
But please
Forgive me
If I seem
To take the tone
Of judgement
For I've no wish
To come between
This day
And your enjoyment
In this life
Of hardship
And of earthly toil
We have need
For anything
That frees us
So I bid you
Pleasure
And I bid you
Cheer
From a heathen
And a pagan
On the side
Of the Rebel Jesus
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Sometimes at night, when I am afraid
I cover my eyes, cover my shame
So here in the dark, broken apart
Come with Your light and fill up my heart
Oh great light of the world
Fill up my soul
I'm half a man here
So come make me whole
Oh great light of the world
Come to impart
The light of Your grace
To fill up my heart
The wind of this world can push us around
Folding us up, backing us down
But here in the dark, I'm not alone
So come with your strength and carry me home
Oh great light of the world
Fill up my soul
I'm half a man here
So come make me whole
Oh great light of the world
Come to impart
The light of your grace
Oh great light of the world
Fill up my soul
I'm half a man here
So come make me whole
Oh great light of the world
Come to impart
The light of your grace
To fill up my heart
The light of your grace
To fill up my heart
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