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 world, the Savior reigns! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

Luke 2:11-14 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger." And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!"

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, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King.

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!

Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly 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!

Whom the choirs of angels praise; Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, 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! Gloria, in excelsis De…

What Child is this who, laid to rest On Mary’s lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping?

This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste, to bring Him praise, The Babe, the Son of Mary.

Why lies He in such mean estate, Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christians, fear, for sinners here The silent Word is pleading.

Nails, spear shall pierce Him through, The cross be borne for me, for you. Hail, hail the Word made flesh, The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh, Come peasant, king to own Him; The King of kings salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone Him.

Raise, raise a song on high, The virgin sings her lullaby. Joy, joy for Christ is born, The Babe, the Son of Mary.

This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste, to bring Him praise, The Babe, the Son of Mary… The Babe, the Son of Mary.

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, O come, let us a--dore Him, Christ the Lord.

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation; O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above! Glory to God, all glory in the highest;

O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us a--dore Him, Christ the Lord.

born this happy morning; Jesus, to Thee be glory given; Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning; Jesus, to Thee be glory given; Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing.

O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us a--dore Him, Christ the Lord.

Come and behold Him, born the King of angels…

O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us a--dore Him, Christ the Lord.

While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high. Jesus Lover of My Soul Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Savior, hide, until life’s storm is past; Safe into the haven guide; receive my soul at last.

Other refuge have I none, I helpless, hang on Thee; Leave, oh leave me not alone, support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, all help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head in the shadow of Thy wing.

Thou, O Christ, are all I want, Much more than all I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name, I am unrighteousness; False and full of sin I am; Thou art full of truth and grace.

Plenteous grace with Thee is found, grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart; for all eternity.

Everyone needs compassion Love that’s never failing Mighty to Save Everyone needs compassion Love that’s never failing Let mercy fall on me Everyone needs forgiveness The kindness of a Savior The Hope of Nations

Savior, He can move the mountains Our God is mighty to save He is mighty to save Forever, author of salvation He rose and conquered the grave Jesus conquered the grave

Because You take me as You find me All my fears and failures Fill my life again I give my life to follow Everything I believe in Now I surrender

Savior, He can move the mountains Our God is mighty to save He is mighty to save Forever, author of salvation He rose and conquered the grave Jesus conquered the grave

Savior, He can move the mountains Our God is mighty to save He is mighty to save Forever, author of salvation He rose and conquered the grave Jesus conquered the grave

Matthew 9 Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.”

for the glory of the risen King Shine your light and Let the whole world see We’re living for the glory of the risen King

Savior, He can move the mountains Our God is mighty to save He is mighty to save Forever, author of salvation He rose and conquered the grave Jesus conquered the grave

for the glory of the risen King Shine your light and Let the whole world see We’re living for the glory of the risen King

Savior, He can move the mountains Our God is mighty to save He is mighty to save Forever, author of salvation He rose and conquered the grave Jesus conquered the grave