Hymns for 25th December 2021 – CHRISTMAS DAY


78 (vv 1,2,6 & 7) O come all ye faithful


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!


God of God,

Light of Light,

lo!  he abhors not the Virgin’s womb;

very God,

begotten, not created:  Refrain


Sing, choirs of angels,

sing in exultation,

sing, all ye citizens of heaven above;

glory to God

in the highest: Refrain


Yea, Lord, we greet thee,

born this happy morning,

Jesu, to thee be glory given;

Word of the Father,

now in flesh appearing: Refrain


ADESTE, FIDELES (Latin, 18th C.)

translated by FREDERICK OAKELEY (1802-1880) and others




61 (omit 3,4)  Christians awake!


Christians, awake! salute the happy morn,

whereon the Saviour of the world was born;

rise to adore the mystery of love,

which hosts of angels chanted from above:

with them the joyful tidings first begun

of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son.


Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,

who heard the angelic herald's voice, ‘Behold,

I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth

to you and all the nations upon the earth:

this day hath God fulfilled his promised word,

this day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.’


O may we keep and ponder in our mind

God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind;

trace we the babe, who hath retrieved our loss,

from his poor manger to his bitter cross;

tread in his steps, assisted by his grace,

till man's first heavenly state again takes place.


Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among,

to sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song:

he that was born upon this joyful day

around us all his glory shall display;

saved by his love, incessant we shall sing

eternal praise to heaven's almighty King.


JOHN BYROM (1692-1763)



81 (omit 3,4) Once in royal David’s city


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 Saviour holy.


And our eyes at last shall see him,

through his own redeeming love,

for that child so dear and gentle

is our Lord in heaven above;

and he leads his children on

to the place where he is gone.


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.





79 O little town of Bethlehem


O little town of Bethlehem,

how still we see thee lie!

Above thy deep and dreamless sleep

the silent stars go by:

Yet in thy dark streets shineth

the everlasting Light;

The hopes and fears of all the years

are met in thee tonight.


O morning stars, together

proclaim the holy birth,

and praises sing to God the King,

and Peace to men on earth.

For Christ is born of Mary;

and, gathered all above,

while mortals sleep, the angels keep

their watch of wondering love.


How silently, how silently,

the wondrous gift is given!

so God imparts to human hearts

the blessings of his heaven.

No ear may hear his coming;

but in this world of sin,

where meek souls will receive him, still

the dear Christ enters in.


O holy Child of Bethlehem,

descend to us we pray;

cast out our sin, and enter in:

be born in us today.

We hear the Christmas angels

the great glad tidings tell:

O come to us, abide with us

our Lord Emmanuel.




66 Hark, the herald angels


Hark!   The herald angels sing,

   Glory to the new-born King!

Peace on earth, and mercy mild,

   God and sinners reconciled.

Joyful, all ye nations, rise,

   join the triumph of the skies;

with the angelic host proclaim,

   "Christ is born in Bethlehem."


Hark, the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King!


Christ, by highest heaven adored,

   Christ, the everlasting Lord,

late in time behold him come,

   offspring of a Virgin’s womb!

Veiled in flesh the Godhead see:

   Hail, the incarnate Deity,

pleased as man with men to dwell,

   Jesus, our Emmanuel.


Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!

   Hail, the sun of Righteousness!

Light and life to all he brings,

   risen with healing in his wings.

Mild he lays his glory by,

   born that man no more may die,

born to raise the sons of earth,

   born to give them second birth.


CHARLES WESLEY (1707-1788)