Schalk: Before the Marvel of This Night
Before the marvel of this night
Adoring, fold your wings and bow,
Then tear the sky apart with light
And with your news the world endow.
Proclaim the birth of Christ and peace,
That fear and death and sorrow cease:
Sing peace, sing peace, sing gift of peace.
Sing peace, sing gift of peace.
Awake the sleeping world with song,
This is the day the Lord has made.
Assemble here, celestial throng,
In royal splendor come arrayed.
Give earth a glimpse of heav’nly bliss,
A teasing taste of what they miss:
Sing bliss, sing bliss, sing endless bliss.
Sing bliss, sing endless bliss.
The love that we have always known,
Our constant joy and endless light,
Now to the loveless world be shown,
Now break upon its deathly night.
Into one song compress the love,
That rules our universe above:
Sing love, sing love, sing God is love.
Sing love, sing God is love.
Folstrom: A La Nanita Nana
A la nanita nana, nanita ea, nanita ea,
mi Jesús tiene sueño, bendito sea, bendito sea.
Fuentecilla que corres clara y sonora
rui señor que en la selva cantando lloras
callad mientras la cuna se balancea
a la nanita nana, nanita ea.
My Jesus, He is sleeping. How blessed be His name, how blessed be his name.
Little brook ever flowing, rushing and ringing
nightengale in the forest, sighing and singing,
Quiet while the cradle gently enfolds him,
Poston: Jesus Christ the Apple Tree
The tree of life my soul hath seen, laden with fruit and always green:
The trees of nature fruitless be compared with Christ the apple tree.
His beauty doth all things excel: by faith I know, but ne’er can tell
The glory which I now can see in Jesus Christ the apple tree.
For happiness I long have sought, and pleasure dearly I have bought:
I missed of all; but now I see ‘tis found in Christ the apple tree.
I’m weary with my former toil, here I will sit and rest a while:
Under the shadow I will be, of Jesus Christ the apple tree.
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive, it keeps my dying faith alive:
Which makes my soul in haste to be with Jesus Christ the apple tree.
Poulenc: O Magnum Mysterium
O magnum mysterium et admirabile sacramentum
Ut animalia viderent Dominum natum jacentem in praesepio.
Beata Virgo cujus viscera meruerunt portare Dominum Christum.
O great wonder and miraculous sacrament:
That the beasts of the field see the Lord, new-born and lying in a manger.
Blessed is the Virgin whose womb was worthy to bear the Lord Jesus Christ.
Gardner: Tomorrow Shall Be My Dancing Day
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day;
I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
To call my true love to my dance;
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love,
This have I done for my true love
Then was I born of a virgin pure,
Of her I took fleshly substance
Thus was I knit to man’s nature
To call my true love to my dance. Chorus
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was
So very poor, this was my chance
Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass
Then afterwards baptized I was;
The Holy Ghost on me did glance,
My Father’s voice heard from above,
Gloria in excelsis Deo, et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis.
Laudamus te, benedicimus te, adoramus te, glorificamus te.
Gratias agimus tibi propter magnam gloriam tuam.
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth, peace towards men of good will.
We praise You, we bless You, we adore You, we glorify You.
We give thanks to You for Your great glory.
Domine Deus, rex coelestis, Pater omnipotens,
Domini Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe altissime,
Domine Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius Patris.
Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis,
suscipe deprecationem nostram.
Qui sedes ad dexteram Patris, miserere nobis.
Lord God, heavenly king, Father almighty,
Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesus Christ, the most high,
Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father.
You, who takes away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us,
and receive our prayers.
You, who sits at the right hand of the Father, have mercy upon us.
Quoniam tu solus sanctus, tu solus Dominus,
tu solus altissimus, Jesu Christe;
cum Sancto Spiritu in gloria Dei Patris. Amen.
For You alone are holy, You alone are the Lord,
You alone are the most exalted, O Jesus Christ;
with the Holy Spirit, in the glory of God the Father. Amen.
DeCormier: The Virgin Mary Had a Baby Boy
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy
And they said that his name was Jesus.
He come from the Glory,
He come from the Glorious Kingdom
Oh yes, believer!
The angels sang when the baby was born…
The wise men saw where the baby born…
Grotenhuis: Love Came Down at Christmas
Love came down at Christmas,
love all lovely, love divine;
love was born at Christmas:
star and angels gave the sign.
Worship we the Godhead,
love incarnate, love divine;
worship we our Jesus,
but wherewith the sacred sign?
Love shall be our token;
love be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and to all men,
love for plea and gift and sign.
McKevley: Deck the Hall in 7/8
Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
‘Tis the season to be jolly,
Don we now our gay apparel,
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol,
See the blazing Yule before us,
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Follow me in merry measure,
While I tell of Yuletide treasure,
Fast away the old year passes,
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Sing we joyous, all together,
Heedless of the wind and weather,
Rutter: Banquet Fugue
Guzzle, Guzzle, Guzzle, munch, munch, gobble, gobble, chomp,
Pass the salt and the pepper and the mustard and vinegar and the bread.
There’s a fly in my soup! (Well, it won’t drink much sir.)
Fetch the doctor, I’m feeling rather strange!
Bock: Peace, Peace
Peace, peace, peace on earth and goodwill to all,
This is a time for joy; this is a time for love,
Now let us all sing together of peace, peace, peace on earth!