A Child is born to us (Denby – 3 verses) – Organ

Title: Wonderful, Counsellor!

Lyrics

A child is born to us,
The Son to us is giv’n.
The government of God
Will rest upon His frame.
He is the King of Kings,
New life and hope He brings;
His mighty government
Will never, never end.

We’ll name Him Wonderful,
We’ll call Him Counsellor;
We’ll claim His saving grace,
And we will call Him Friend.
Almighty God is He,
He comes to set us free;
His government of peace
Will never, never end.

He brings abundant life,
Frees us from earthly strife:
We’ll name Him King of Kings
And call Him Lord of Lords.
He is the Prince of Peace,
Through Him all conflicts cease;
He is the Son of God,
He is the Living Word.

Lyrics Copyright © 2010 Colin Gordon-Farleigh – used with permission.

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Details

  • Verses: 3
  • Tune: Denby
  • Meter: 66 66 D
  • Style: Classical
  • Usage: Christmas
  • Composer: Charles James Dale (1842 – c1910)
  • Lyricist: Colin Gordon-Farleigh
  • Music Copyright Public Domain.
  • Lyrics Copyright © 2010 : Colin Gordon-Farleigh
  • Performance ℗ 2019 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.
  • IRSC: UKTU21900003

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Let all mortal flesh keep silence (Picardy) – Organ

See also Let all mortal flesh keep silence (Picardy) – Orchestra

Let all mortal flesh keep silence – Lyrics

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in His hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.

King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on earth He stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood;
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heavenly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the powers of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away.

At His feet the six wingèd seraph,
Cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry:
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Lord Most High!

Recording

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Details

  • Tune: Picardy
  • Meter: 87 87 87
  • Style: Traditional French, Carol
  • Composer: Unknown
  • Lyricist: St James
  • Translator: Gerard Moultrie (1829 – 1885)
  • Usage: Advent, Christmas
  • Music Copyright and Lyrics Public Domain
  • Performance ℗  2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

Let all mortal flesh keep silence (Picardy) – Orchestra

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Let all mortal flesh keep silence – Lyrics

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in His hand,
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
Our full homage to demand.

King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on earth He stood,
Lord of lords, in human vesture,
In the body and the blood;
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heavenly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of light descendeth
From the realms of endless day,
That the powers of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away.

At His feet the six wingèd seraph,
Cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry:
Alleluia, Alleluia
Alleluia, Lord Most High!

Recording

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Details

  • Tune: Picardy
  • Meter: 87 87 87
  • Style: Traditional French, Carol
  • Composer: Unknown
  • Arranger: Richard Mark Stephen Irwin (b. 1955)
  • Lyricist: St James
  • Translator: Gerard Moultrie (1829 – 1885)
  • Usage: Advent, Christmas
  • Music Copyright and Lyrics Public Domain
  • Performance ℗  2011 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

The holly and the ivy

Hymn – The holly and the ivy – Lyrics

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
Refrain
O, the rising of the sun,
And the running of the deer
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.

The holly bears a blossom,
As white as lily flow’r,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To be our dear Saviour. Refrain

The holly bears a berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To do poor sinners good. Refrain

The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
On Christmas Day in the morn. Refrain

The holly bears a bark,
As bitter as the gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
For to redeem us all. Refrain

The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown. Refrain

Recording

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Details

  • Tune: The holly and the ivy
  • Meter: Irregular
  • Style: Traditional Carol
  • Usage: Christmas
  • Composer: Unknown traditional English melody
  • Arranger: Richard Mark Stephen Irwin
  • Lyricist: Unknown traditional.
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright © 2007 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

I know a rose tree springing (Es is ein Ros entsprungen) – Organ

Lyrics

I know a rose tree springing
Forth from an ancient root,
As men of old we singing,
From Jesse came the shoot
That bore a blossom bright
Amid the cold of winter,
When half spent was the night.

This rose-tree, blossom laden,
Whereof Isaiah spake,
Is Mary, spotless maiden
Who mothered, for our sake,
The little Child, newborn,
By God’s eternal counsel,
On that first Christmas morn .

O Flow’r, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispel in glorious splendor
The darkness ev’rywhere;
True man, yet very God
From sin and death now save us
And share our ev’ry load.

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Details

  • Tune: Es is ein Ros’ entsprungen
  • Meter: 76 76 676
  • Style: Traditional German, Carol
  • Composer: Michael Praetorius (1571 – 1621)
  • Lyricist: Frater Conradus from Hymnal: Gebetbuchlein des Frater Conradus 1582 or 1588
  • Translator: Unknown
  • Church Year: Advent, Christmas
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright © 2008 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.

German Original

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen,
aus einer Wurzel zart,
wie uns die Alten sungen,
von Jesse kam die Art
Und hat ein Blümlein bracht
mitten im kalten Winter,
wohl zu der halben Nacht.

Das Röslein, das ich meine,
davon Isaias sagt,
ist Maria die reine
die uns das Blümlein bracht.
Aus Gottes ew’gem Rat
hat sie ein Kind geboren
und blieb ein reine Magd.
or: Welches uns selig macht.

Das Blümelein, so kleine,
das duftet uns so süß,
mit seinem hellen Scheine
vertreibt’s die Finsternis.
Wahr Mensch und wahrer Gott,
hilft uns aus allem Leide,
rettet von Sünd und Tod.

 

 

O Holy Night (6 Verses) – Small Ensemble

Carol – O Holy Night – Lyrics

O holy night,
the Babe lies in the manger,
O holy night,
He sleeps there in the hay.

O holy night,
He’s watched by mother Mary;
O holy night,
He sleeps ’til break of day.

O holy night,
The star was brightly shining;
O holy night,
When angels sang their lay.

O holy night,
When shepherds came to worship!
O holy night,
In awe they came to pray.

O holy night,
The kings bowed low before Him;
O holy night,
The Babe smiles as they pray.

O holy night,
The brightest dawn is breaking,
O holy night,
When Jesus came to stay.

Recording

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Details

  • Tune: O holy night
  • Verses: 6
  • Meter: 47 46
  • Church Year: Chirstmas
  • Composer and Lyricist: Colin Gordon-Farleigh
  • Arranger: Richard M S Irwin (b. 1955)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright © 2006 Colin Gordon-Farleigh
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2017 Richard M S Irwin Certain rights reserved.

Ye holy angels bright (Darwall’s 149th)

  • Album: From Advent to Epiphany Volume 3
  • Tune: Darwall’s 149th
  • Meter: 66 66 44 44
  • Style: Victorian Carol
  • Composer: John Darwall (1731 – 1789)
  • Harmonised by : William Henry Monk (1823 – 1889)
  • Lyricists: Richard Baxter (1615 – 1691) and John Hampden Gurney (1802 – 1862)
  • Church Year: General, All Saints, Christmas, Weddings
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2013 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.

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Carol – Ye holy angels bright – Lyrics

Ye holy angels bright,
Who stand at God’s right hand,
Or through the realms of light
Fly at you Lord’s command,
Assist our song, or else the theme
Too high doth seem for mortal tongue.

Ye blessèd souls at rest,
Who ran this heavenly race,
An now, from sin released,
Behold the Saviour’s face,
God’s praises sound, as in His sight
With sweet delight you do abound.

Ye saints, who toil below,
Adore your heavenly King,
And onward as ye go
Some joyful anthem sing;
Take what He gives and praise Him still,
Through good or ill, Who ever lives!

My soul, bear thou thy part,
Triumph in God above,
And with a well-tuned heart
Sing thou the songs of love;
Let all my days till life shall end,
Whate’er he send be filled with praise.

What Child is this (Greensleeves) – Guitar and Flute

Carol – What Child is this – Lyrics

What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise a song on high,
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The Babe, the Son of Mary

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Details

  • Album: From Advent to Epiphany Volume 3
  • Tune: Greensleeves
  • Meter: 87 87 68 67
  • Verses: 3
  • Style: Traditional English Folk Tune, Carol, Renaissance
  • Church Year: Christmas, Epiphany
  • Composer: Henry VIII, King of England (1491 – 1547)
  • Arranger: Richard M S Irwin
  • Lyricist: William Chatterton Dix (1837 – 1898)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2013 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.

We three kings (Kings of Orient)

  • Album: From Advent to Epiphany Volume 3
  • Tune: Kings of Orient
  • Meter: 86 86 and Refrain
  • Style: Victorian Carol
  • Church Year: Christmas, Epiphany
  • Composer: John Henry Hopkins (1820 – 1891)
  • Lyricist: John Henry Hopkins (1820 – 1891)
  • Music and Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
  • Performance Copyright ℗ 2013 Richard M S Irwin. All rights reserved.

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Carol – We three kings of Orient are – Lyrics

We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder Star.

Refrain
O, star of wonder, star of might,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to the perfect light.

Born a babe on Bethlehem’s plain;
Gold we bring to crown Him again;
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Refrain

Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God on High.
Refrain

Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
Refrain

Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and sacrifice,
Heaven sings, “Hallelujah!”
Hallelujah!” Earth replies.
Refrain