Christingle Carols- Digswell Parish Go tell it, go! Tell it! Eve 2020 This is your God! Go!

Go (go) tell it on the mountain (the mountain, go) Once in Royal David’s city Over the hills and everywhere (over all the nations) sung by St Martin’s Voices, with soloist Victoria Meteyard Go tell it on the mountain (tell it on the mountain) That Christ is born. Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed, Down in a lowly manger where a mother laid her baby The humble Jesus Christ was born in a manger for his bed: And God sent us salvation Mary was that Mother mild, That blessed Christmas morn. Jesus Christ her little child. Get up to a mountain! He came down to earth from heaven Good news! who is God and Lord of all, and his shelter was a stable, Go tell it on the mountain (the mountain) and his cradle was a stall; Over the hills and everywhere (tell it everywhere) with the poor and mean and lowly Go tell it on the mountain (every nation needs to hear lived on earth our Saviour holy. this) That Jesus Christ is born (Christ is born). And through all his wondrous childhood he would honour and obey, Go tell it on the mountain (good news for everyone love and watch the lowly Maiden, everywhere) in whose gentle arms he lay: Over the hills and everywhere Christian children all must be Go tell it on the mountain mild, obedient, good as he. That Jesus Christ is born.

Not in that poor lowly stable, This is the good news! with the oxen standing by, Good news for everybody everywhere! we shall see him; but in heaven, John Wesley Work Jr. (1871-1925) set at God's right hand on high; where like stars his children crowned Sing Christingle! all in white shall wait around. sung by Westbury-on-Trym Parish Church Choir Cecil Frances Alexander (née Humphreys) (1818-1895) The Christingle is made with an orange, Go tell it on the mountain Telling us of the world God made, Sung by Geraldine Latty By the fruits of the earth in their seasons, We can see the love of God displayed. Go (go) tell it on the mountain (go!) Over the hills and everywhere Sing Christingle, Sing Christingle! Go (go) tell it on the mountain (go!) Sing Christingle, it’s the light of Christ. That Jesus Christ is born. Sing Christingle, Sing Christingle! Sing Christingle, light of Christ. While shepherds kept their watch her Over silent flocks by night God of love, we give thanks now for Jesus, Behold throughout the heavens We remember his birth again, There shone a holy light. But the red ribbon round the Christingle, Tells the story of his cross and pain. Go (go) tell it on the mountain Chorus The shepherds feared and trembled When high above the earth Rang out the angel chorus That hailed our Saviour’s birth. To complete the Christingle: a candle, Go, go, tell it! Shining out in the darkest night, This is your God! This is your God! This is your God! Jesus promised to lead us and guide us, Come and celebrate the world’s true light! O little town of , Chorus Alan J Meats (1995) how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Silent night Yet in thy dark streets shineth sung by St Martin’s Voices the everlasting light; the hopes and fears of all the years Silent night, holy night, are met in thee tonight. all is calm, all is bright O morning stars, together round yon virgin mother and child; proclaim the holy birth, holy infant, so tender and mild, And praises sing to God the King, sleep in heavenly peace, and peace to men on earth; sleep in heavenly peace. For Christ is born of Mary; and gathered all above, Silent night, holy night, while mortals sleep, the angels keep shepherds quake at the sight! their watch of wondering love. Glories stream from heaven afar; heavenly hosts sing Alleluia: How silently, how silently, Christ the Saviour is born, the wondrous gift is given! Christ the Saviour is born. So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven. Silent night, holy night, No ear may hear his coming; son of God, love’s pure light, but in this world of sin, radiant beams from thy holy face where meek souls will receive him, still with the dawn of redeeming grace: the dear Christ enters in. Jesus, Lord, at thy birth, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. O holy Child of Bethlehem John Freeman Young (1887) descend to us, we pray; based on Joseph Mohr (1818) cast out our sin and enter in, be born to us today. We hear the Christmas angels Away in a manger the great glad tidings tell: sung by Westbury-on-Trym Parish Church Choir O come to us, abide with us, Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, our Lord Emmanuel. the little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head; Phillips Brooks (1835-1893) the stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay, the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes, but little Lord Jesus no crying he makes. I love thee, Lord Jesus! Look down from the sky, and stay by my side until morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus: I ask thee to stay close by me for ever, and love me, I pray. Bless all the dear children in thy tender care, and fit us for heaven, to live with thee there. Sometimes attributed to John Thomas Macfarland (1851- 1913),

O little town of Bethlehem sung by St Martin’s Voices