Joyful & Triumphant Holiday Concert

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 adore him,
O come let us adore him, Christ the Lord!

Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation,
Sing all ye citizens of heav’n above;
Glory to God In the highest:
O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning,
Jesu, to thee be glory giv’n;
Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing:
O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord!

Joy to the world! The Lord is come: let earth receive her King;
Let ev’ry heart prepare him room,
and heav’n and nature sing,
and heav’n and nature sing,
and heav’n, and heav’n and nature sing

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, and wonders of his love.

Once in Royal David’s city
Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby
In a manger for his bed:
Mary was that mother mild,
Jesus Christ her little child.

He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all, 
And his shelter was a stable,
And his cradle was a stall;
With the poor and mean and lowly
Lived on earth our savior holy.

Not in that poor lowly stable,
With the oxen standing by, 
We shall see him, but in heaven,
Set at God's right hand on high,
Where like stars his children crowned
All in white shall wait around.

O the stone that the builders rejected became the cornerstone of a whole new world.

A grain of wheat may be knocked to the ground and suffer through the winters cold, only to rise right up again and bear its seed a thousand fold.

O the stone that the builders rejected became the cornerstone of a whole new world.

Never can our journey fail, a little child will lead the way, whose eyes are filled with a shining light, to whom the night is bright as day.

O the stone that the builders rejected became the cornerstone of a whole new world.

The love that rolls the stone away gives us life that we may sing “Grave, where is thy victory? Death, o death, where is thy sting?”

O the stone that the builders rejected became the cornerstone of a whole new world.

Soon I will be done with the troubles of the world, going home to live with God. 

I want to meet my mother. I’m going to live with God.

Soon I will be done with the troubles of the world, going home to live with God. 

No more weeping and wailing. I’m going to live with God.

Soon I will be done with the troubles of the world, going home to live with God. 

I want to meet my Jesus. I’m going to live with God.