Christmas Came to Me

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

This year has been like no other. This year we may have to let go of some of our traditions. But this year we can embrace celebrating Christmas, right on our doorsteps. Creatively, joyfully and simply. Our hope is that many will say that 2020 is the year “Christmas came to me”.

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God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ, the 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

“Fear not then,” said the Angel,
“Let nothing you a-fright,

This day is born a Saviour
Of a pure Virgin bright,

To free all those who trust in Him
From Satan’s power and might.”

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,
The Son of God to find

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 Savior holy.

Jesus shared our
Child-hood’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 our great 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,
Robed in white, shall praise aloud!

Words: Cecil Frances Humphreys Alexander | Henry John Gauntlett
Music: 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

Lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky,

Look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus

Asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing
The poor Baby wakes
But little Lord Jesus
No crying He makesI love Thee, Lord Jesus
Look down from the sky
And stay by my side
‘Til 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 take us to Heaven
To live with Thee there

James Ramsey Murray | John Thomas McFarland – 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)

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending

Near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
“Peace on the earth,

Goodwill to men,
From heaven’s all-gracious King.”
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the broken skies
They come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains,
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o’er its babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel’s song 

Have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And man, at war with man,

Hears not
The love-song which they bring;
O hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing

And you, beneath
Life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow,
Look now!

For glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!

For lo!, the days move swiftly on,
By prophets seen long ago,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold
When the new heavens

And earth shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world

Sing back the song
Which now the angels sing.

words by Edmund Sears, 1849
tune: Noel by Arthur Seymour Sullivan, 1871

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 Emmanuel

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

Hail the Heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness![10]
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…

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