1 A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A Bulwark Never Failing Our Helper He, Amid The Flood Of Mortal Ills Prevailing For Still Our Ancient Foe Doth Seek To Work Us Woe His Craft And Pow’r Are Great, And, Armed With Cruel Hate, On Earth Is Not His Equal.
2 Did We In Our Own Strength Confide, Our Striving Would Be Losing, Were Not The Right Man On Our Side, The Man Of God’s Own Choosing: Dost Ask Who That May Be? Christ Jesus, It Is He The Lord Of Hosts, His Name, From Age To Age The Same, And He Must Win The Battle.
3 And Though This World, With Devils Filled, Should Threaten To Undo Us, We Will Not Fear, For God Hath Willed His Truth To Triumph Through Us The Prince Of Darkness Grim, We Tremble Not For Him His Rage We Can Endure, For Lo, His Doom Is Sure, One Little Word Shall Fell Him.
4 That Word Above All Earthly Pow’rs, No Thanks To Them, Abideth The Spirit And The Gifts Are Ours Through Him Who With Us Sideth Let Goods And Kindred Go, This Mortal Life Also The Body They May Kill: God’s Truth Abideth Still, His Kingdom Is Forever.
1 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 – 3 Christ The Lord.
2 Sing, Choirs Of Angels, Sing In Exultation, Sing, All Ye Citizens Of Heaven Above! Glory To God, Glory In The Highest O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
3 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 – 3 Christ The Lord.
4 God Of God, Light Of Light, Lo, He Abhors Not The Virgin’s Womb Very God, Begotten, Not Created O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
(Additions)
5 Lo! The Flock Abandoned, The Summoned Shepherds Hurry Lowly To The Cradle May We Too Make Haste With Exultant Gait O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
6 A Star Leading, The Magi, Worshipping Christ, Give Gifts: Gold, Frankincense, Myrrh. May We Proffer Our Hearts To The Infant Christ! O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
7 We Shall See The Eternal Splendour Of The Eternal Father, Veiled In Flesh, The Infant God Wrapped In Cloths. O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
8 May We Warm Him, Needy And Lying On Hay, With Our Pious Embraces Who Does Not Love Him Who Loves Us Thus? O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
9 Sing Now Choir Of Angels Hymns! Sing Now Halls Of The Heavenly! Glory To God In The Highest! O Come, Let Us Adore Him – 3 Christ The Lord.
(Contemporary Additions)
Come Adore On Bended Knee Come Adore The Newborn King X 2 We’ll Give You All The Glory Christ The Lord For You Alone Are Worthy Christ The Lord We’ll Praise Your Name Forever Christ The Lord
(Original- Portuguese Hymn, Translated By John Francis Wade And Frederick Oakeley)
1 Silent Night, Holy Night, All Is Calm, All Is Bright! Round Yon Virgin Mother And Child Holy Infant, So Tender And Mild, Sleep In Heavenly Peace…! – 2
2 Silent Night! Holy Night! Shepherds Quake At The Sight! Glories Stream From Heaven Afar, Heavenly Hosts Sing, Alleluia! Christ The Saviour Is Born…! – 2
3 Silent Night! Holy Night! Son Of God, Love’s Pure Light Radiant Beams From Thy Holy Face With The Dawn Of Redeeming Grace, Jesus, Lord, At Thy Birth…! – 2
(Written by Joseph Mohr, Translated By John Freeman Young)