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Carol Swenson
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Merry Christmas everyone!
O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour'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! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!
Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,
Now come the wisemen from out of the Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our Friend.
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
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 he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
With all our hearts we praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
(Placide Cappeau de Roquemaure)
Anthony Callea sings O Holy Night
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aX2ZjMwxFiI&feature=related
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WildB
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The Christmas season is again at hand,
With thoughts of Christ in every land;
The Christmas message again we'll hear,
The songs of Christ Who brought good cheer;
The Lord of glory, God's gift of love,
Who left His home in heaven above.
We'll sing and tell the Saviour's birth,
How He dwelt with men on earth
Redemption's story, God's own plan,
The Lord Himself in form of man;
Yes, lower than the angels made,
In Bethlehem's manger Christ was laid;
The virgin's Son, the King Divine,
In David's house the royal line;
Conceived as was no other child;
The Seed of woman, undefiled.
God's ancient prophets, holy men,
Foretold Christ's work by mouth and pen.
Christ came these Scriptures to fulfill,
He came to do His Father's will.
He left His heavenly home on high;
He came on earth to serve and die.
His mission was to seek and save:
He suffered much; Himself He gave.
On Calvary's cross the Saviour died,
By wicked men was crucified,
But God foreknew this awful crime:
It was His own appointed time.
The death of Christ was by God's grace
That He might save the human race;
Save lost sinners, every one
Who will believe on Christ the Son.
Then God raised Him from the dead
To make His Son the living Head;
The living Christ on heaven's throne
Is interceding for His own.
Because Christ lives and intercedes
God supplies the Christian's needs.
Because Christ's there within the vail,
The Christian's anchor cannot fail.
When you know what God has done
Why do you reject His Son,
Despise His grace and spurn His love,
And miss a home in heaven above?
Believe God's Word, accept God's way;
'Tis worse than folly to delay.
Christ will save you from your sin
And give you joy and peace within.
And then from condemnation free
A Merry Christmas yours will be.
When you yourself have thus been freed
You will believe man's greatest need,
In this world so filled with strife,
Is God's free gift-eternal life.
And all who take what God will give
Shall with Christ forever live.
GRACE POEMS
BY J. C. O’HAIR
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That is all.....
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