1 Low In The Grave He Lay, Jesus, My Savior… Waiting The Coming Day, Jesus, My Lord!
(Refrain) Up From The Grave He Arose, With A Mighty Triumph O’er His Foes, He Arose A Victor From The Dark Domain, And He Lives Forever, With His Saints To Reign… He Arose…! He Arose…! Hallelujah! Christ Arose…!
2 Vainly They Watch His Bed, Jesus, My Savior… Vainly They Seal The Dead, Jesus, My Lord!
Up From The Grave He Arose… (Refrain)
3 Death Cannot Keep His Prey, Jesus, My Savior… He Tore The Bars Away, Jesus, My Lord!
1 Be Still, My Soul… The Lord Is On Thy Side Bear Patiently The Cross Of Grief Or Pain. Leave To Thy God To Order And Provide In Every Change He Faithful Will Remain. Be Still, My Soul! Thy Best, Thy Heavenly, Friend Through Thorny Ways Leads To A Joyful End.
2 Be Still, My Soul… Thy God Doth Undertake To Guide The Future As He Has The Past. Thy Hope, Thy Confidence, Let Nothing Shake; All Now Mysterious Shall Be Bright At Last. Be Still, My Soul! The Waves And Winds Still Know His Voice Who Ruled Them While He Dwelt Below.
3 Be Still, My Soul… The Hour Is Hastening On When We Shall Be Forever With The Lord, When Disappointment, Grief, And Fear Are Gone, Sorrow Forgot, Love’s Purest Joys Restored. Be Still, My Soul! When Change And Tears Are Past, All Safe And Blessed We Shall Meet At Last.
(Written by Katharina Amalia Dorothea Von Schlegel)
1 Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Of The Coming Of The Lord He Is Trampling Out The Vintage Where The Grapes Of Wrath Are Stored. He Hath Loosed The Fateful Lightning Of His Terrible, Swift Sword His Truth Is Marching On.
(Refrain) Glory! Glory! Hallelujah… – 3 His Truth Is Marching On.
2 I Have Seen Him In The Watch-fires Of A Hundred Circling Camps They Have Builded Him An Altar In The Evening Dews And Damps I Can Read His Righteous Sentence By The Dim And Flaring Lamps His Day Is Marching On.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah… (Refrain)
3 I Have Read A Fiery Gospel Writ In Burnished Rows Of Steel, As Ye Deal With My Condemners, So With You My Grace Shall Deal Let The Hero, Born Of Woman, Crush The Serpent With His Heel, Since God Is Marching On.
4 He Has Sounded Forth The Trumpet That Shall Never Sound Retreat; He Is Sifting Out The Hearts Of Men Before His Judgment Seat. Oh, Be Swift, My Soul, To Answer Him; Be Jubilant My Feet, Our God Is Marching On.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah… (Refrain)
5 In The Beauty Of The Lilies, Christ Was Born Across The Sea, With A Glory In His Bosom That Transfigures You And Me. As He Died To Make Men Holy, Let Us Live To Make Men Free, While God Is Marching On.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah… (Refrain)
6 He Is Coming Like The Glory Of The Morning On The Wave, He Is Wisdom To The Mighty, He Is Succour To The Brave, So The World Shall Be His Footstool, And The Soul Of Time His Slave, Our God Is Marching On.
1 All The Way My Savior Leads Me What Have I To Ask Beside…? Can I Doubt His Tender Mercy, Who Through Life Has Been My Guide…? Heav’nly Peace, Divinest Comfort, Here By Faith In Him To Dwell!
For I Know, Whate’er Befall Me, Jesus Doeth All Things Well X 2
2 All The Way My Savior Leads Me, Cheers Each Winding Path I Tread Gives Me Grace For Every Trial, Feeds Me With The Living Bread. Though My Weary Steps May Falter, And My Soul Athirst May Be
Gushing From The Rock Before Me, Lo! A Spring Of Joy I See X 2
3 All The Way My Savior Leads Me O The Fullness Of His Love… Perfect Rest To Me Is Promised In My Father’s House Above. When My Spirit, Clothed Immortal, Wings Its Flight To Realms Of Day
This My Song Through Endless Ages, Jesus Led Me All The Way X 2
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)