Carols by Candlelight Lo, in the Time Appointed Healey Willan CHRISTMAS Text from a Sarum Antiphon A Child My Choice Richard Dirksen Prelude Music Lo, in the time appointed the Lord will come; the mountains and the hills shall Text by Robert Southwell O Come, O Come Emmanuel Gerald Near break forth into singing and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands; for Let folly praise that fancy loves, I praise and love that Child Noel de Saintonge Jean-Francois Dandrieu the Lord God shall come into his everlasting kingdom: and upon the throne of Whose heart no thought, whose tongue no word, whose hand no deed defiled. David shall he reign for ever. Alleluya. I praise Him most, I love Him best, all praise and love is His; In the Bleak Midwinter Allen Orton Gibbs While Him I love, in Him I live, and cannot live amiss. Dong-kyu Lee, Conductor ADVENT Love's sweetest mark, laud's highest theme, man's most desired light, Advent Processional Donald Pearson The Unlatched Door Danny Potts To love Him life, to leave Him death, to live in Him delight. Text by St. Ambrose (340-397), translated by J.M. Neale and others I made it to the manger all alone He mine by gift, I His by debt, thus each to other due; First friend He was, best friend He is, all times will try Him true. Congregation with choir as winter wind turned “water like a stone.” The ones who came and worshiped there before Though young, yet wise; though small, yet strong; though man, yet God He is: had thought to leave, unlatched, the stable door. As wise, He knows; as strong, He can; as God, He loves to bless. For time my heart had doubted I could come His knowledge rules, His strength defends, His love doth cherish all; His birth our joy, His life our light, His death our end of thrall. as darkness dared this path to overcome. But then within my center shone a star Alas! He weeps, He sighs, He pants, yet do His angels sing; to light the way to where the blessed are. Out of His tears, His sighs and throbs, doth bud a joyful spring. Still doubting my own worth to enter in Almighty Babe, whose tender arms can force all foes to fly, Correct my faults, protect my life, direct me when I die! this safe-room from the howling gales of sin, I stood without and focused on the glow Hillary Burke, Laura Pritchard, Noah Burns, Dong-kyu Lee of Love light ’luminating o’er the snow. Solo Quartet And then a gentle nudging on the door by other beasts, their brother to implore, Never A Child As He James Niblock, arr. David L. Brunner shed Light of Light upon this very one Text by James Niblock who’d wondered if he’d ever see the Son. Never so lovely a child as he, Born in a stable lowly. When, timidly, I stepped toward the place Never a face so fair to see, Child of all Most Holy. a weary world would first encounter Grace, Humble His Birth, yet King to be, I so was drawn in mystery to see Never a child as He. Come thou, Redeemer of the earth, and manifest thy virgin birth: Let ev’ry age a spot beside His bed was saved for me. adoring fall such birth befits the God of all. (Refrain) Out on the hillside shepherds did pray; Wise men their gifts were bringing, And as I knelt, wrapped in the misty shroud Led by a star to where he lay, Child of the angels singing, Begotten of no human will, But of the Spirit thou art still. The Word of God in of creature breaths (an all-adoring cloud), Never a child as He. flesh arrayed, the promised fruit to man displayed. (Refrain) the wind of winter death at once was stilled; Never on Earth a night like this, Angels and men in chorus. The virgin womb that burden gained With virgin honour all unstained; The a stony cistern in myself was filled. Never a birth awesome as His; Heaven is open’d before us. banners there of virtue glow; God in his temple dwells below. (Refrain) For those whose journey seems to them too far God’s own son abiding here, Never a gift so dear. Forth from his chamber goeth he, That royal home of purity, A giant in two-fold I, too, in leaving left the door ajar. Never a child as He. substance one, Rejoicing now his course to run. (Refrain) A night will never be so dark, so cold to chill the warmth of welcome to His fold. Youth Choir From God the Father he proceeds, To God the Father back he speeds: His course Xander Nowell, Baritone Soloist / Head Chorister he runs to death and hell, Returning on God’s throne to dwell. (Refrain) Read by Bennett Alldredge, Interim Director of Campus Ministries O equal to thy Father, thou! Gird on thy fleshly mantle now; The weakness of O Little Town of Bethlehem arr. Ralph Vaughan Williams our mortal state With Deathless might invigorate. (Refrain) Christ Hath a Garden arr. Gerald Near Text by Bishop Phillips Brooks Thy cradle here shall glitter bright And darkness breathe a newer light, Where Text by Robert Bridges, after Isaac Watts O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! endless faith shall shine serene, And twilight never intervene. (Refrain) Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Christ hath a garden walled around, Awake, O wind of heav'n and bear Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting light; All laud, eternal Son, to thee Whose advent sets thy people free, Whom with the A Paradise of fruitful ground, Their sweetest perfume through the air: The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. Father we adore, and Holy Ghost for evermore. (Refrain) Chosen by love and fenced by grace Stir up, O south, the boughs that bloom, From out the world's wide wilderness. Till the beloved Master come: O morning stars, together proclaim the holy birth, Dee Hamner, Aaron Pritchard, Laura Pritchard, Marcella Redden – And praises sing to God the King, and peace to men on earth; Instrumentalists Like trees of spice his servants stand, That he may come, and linger yet For Christ is born of Mary; and gathered all above, There planted by his mighty hand; Among the trees that he hath set; While mortals sleep, the angels keep their watch of wondering love. The Invocation and Welcome Rev. Michael R. Bailey By Eden's gracious streams, that flow That he may evermore be seen To feed their beauty where they grow. To walk amid the springing green. How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is giv’n! Ave Maria Javier Busto So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heav’n. Text based on Luke 1: 28 No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin, Ave Maria, gratia plena: Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus, et Where meek souls will receive him, still the dear Christ enters in. O Come, O Come, Emmanuel arr. Katherine Counts benedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis The Carillon Ringers O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray; peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen. Cast out our sin and enter in, be born to us today. Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women, We hear the Christmas angels the great glad tidings tell: and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for O come to us, abide with us, our Lord Emmanuel. us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen. Aaron Pritchard, Baritone Soloist Personent Hodie arr. Lara Hoggard A Child Is Born Thad Jones Text: Medieval Latin poem Text by Alec Wilder Personent hodie voces puerulae, Now, out of the night; New as the dawn, Into the light, laudantes iucunde qui nobis est natus, This Child, Innocent Child, Soft as a fawn, summon Deo datus, This Child is born. et de virgineo ventre procreates. One small heart; One pair of eyes; One work of art, On this day earth shall ring with the song children sing Here in my arms, Here he lies, Trusting and warm, to the Lord, Christ our King, born on earth to save us; Blessed this morn him the Father gave us. A Child is born. Ideo gloria in excelsis Deo! [Glory to God in the highest] Dee Hamner, Tenor His the doom, ours the mirth, when he came down to earth. Hymn 119 Hark! The Herald Angels Sing MENDELSSOHN Bethlehem saw his birth, ox and ass beside him, From the cold would hide him. Ideo gloria in excelsis Deo! The Benediction Rev. Michael R. Bailey God’s bright star o’er his head, Wise men three to him led; Ding Dong! Merrily on High 16th c. French tune, harm. Charles Wood Kneel they low by his bed, lay their gifts before him, Text by G.R. Woodward praise him and adore him. Ideo gloria in excelsis Deo! Ding dong merrily on high, E'en so here below, below, Pray you, dutifully prime In heav'n the bells are ringing: Let steeple bells be swungen, Your matin chime, ye ringers, Omnes clericuli, pariter pueri, Ding dong! verily the sky And "Io, io, io!" May you beautifully rhyme cantent ut angeli: advenisti mundo, Is riv'n with angel singing By priest and people sungen Your eve'time song, ye singers laudes tibi fundo.