Christmas Came to Me

Immanuel. God with us. God became flesh and moved into the neighbourhood.

Once again, we want to gather with our neighbourhood and sing carols of the season.

Song lyrics for our carol sing continue below, or print them out if you prefer.

God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

God rest you merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay,
For Jesus Christ, our Saviour was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan’s pow’r, when we were gone astray

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy

From God our heavenly Father a blessed angel came, 
And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name:   

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy

The shepherds at those tidings rejoicéd much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding in tempest, storm and wind
And went to Bethlehem straightway, this blessed Babe to find:

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy

But when to Bethlehem they came, whereat this Infant lay,
They found Him in a manger, where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling unto the Lord did pray:

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy

Now to the Lord sing praises, all you within this place
And with true love and brotherhood each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas doth bring redeeming grace.

O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy


The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned. For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counsellor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Isaiah 9:2, 6

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 meek and lowly,
Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

For he is our childhood’s pattern,
Day by day like us He grew,
He was little, weak, and helpless,
Tears and smiles like us He knew,
And He feels for all our sadness,
And He shares in all our gladness.

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;
When like stars His children crowned,
All in white, shall wait around.

Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander | Henry John Gauntlett Public Domain

This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. All this took place to fulfil what the Lord had said through the prophet: “The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel” — which means, “God with us.”

‘The word [that is Jesus] become flesh, [a human] and dwelt among us.’
One modern translation says, ‘the word moved into the neighborhood.

[Joseph] went to [Judea] to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

(Matthew 1:18-23, John 1:14, Luke 2:1-7)

Away in a Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay.

The cattle are lowing,
The baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus,
No crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus!
Look down from the sky,
And stay by my side
Until morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus;
I ask thee to stay
Close by me forever,
And love me I pray.
Bless all the dear children
In thy tender care,
And fit us to heaven
To live with thee there.

Traditional – Words Anon, Tune “Cradle Song” W J Kirkpatrick  Public Domain

And there were shepherds living out in the fields near by, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Saviour has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.
(Luke 2:8-20)

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

For Christ is born of Mary
And gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wondering love
O morning stars together
Proclaim the holy birth
And praises sing to God the King
And peace to men on earth

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 to us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel


Jesus said:
‘Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden and I will give you rest.’
(Matthew 11:28)

He also said:
‘For God loved the world in this way: He gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.’
(John 3:16-17)

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn 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 man to dwell
Jesus, our Immanuel

Hark! The herald-angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King”

Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son 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

Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the new-born king”

words: Charles Wesley, adapted by George Whitefield and others
music: “Festgesang” by Felix Mendelssohn, adapted by William H. Cummings

More than just cozy tradition…