Leland Spindler, Director
O Come, O Come Emmanuel
Traditional
arr. Leland Spindler
Evan Moss, tenor
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here,
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,
Who to Thy tribes on Sinai's height,
In ancient times didst give the law
In cloud and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Dayspring, come and cheer,
Our spirits by Thine Advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Key of David, come
And open wide our heav'nly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.
Lux Women's Chorus
Breath of Heaven (Mary's Song)
Chris Eaton (b. 1958) & Amy Grant (b. 1960)
arr Lloyd Larson
I have traveled many moonless nights
Cold and weary with a babe inside
And I wonder what I've done.
Holy Father, you have come
And chosen me now to carry your Son.
I am waiting in a silent prayer;
I am frightened by the load I bear.
In a world as cold as stone,
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with me now, be with me now. Â
Breath of Heaven, hold me together,
Be forever near me.
Breath of Heaven, lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness, for you are holy.Â
Do you wonder as you watch my face,
If a wiser one should have had my place?
But I offer all I am for the mercy of your plan.
Help me be strong,
Help me be,
Help me.Â
In the Bleak Midwinter
Gustav Holst (1874-1934)
arr. Dan Forrest
In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.
Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
But His mother only, in her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the beloved with a kiss.
What can I give Him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.
Angels From the Realms of Glory
Henry T. Smart (1813-1879)
arr. Dan Forrest
Angels from the realms of glory
Wing your flight o'er all the earth.
Ye who sang creation's story
Now proclaim Messiah's birth.
Come and worship, come and worship,
Worship Christ the newborn King!
Shepherds in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with us is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant light.
Sages, leave your contemplation,
Brighter visions beam afar.
Seek the great Desire of Nations,
Ye have seen His natal star.
Crucifixion
Lux Singers
Adolphus Hailstork (b. 1979)
My Lord, my Lord,
They crucified my Lord
And he never said a mumblin' word.
Not a word, my Lord, not a word.
They nailed him to a tree,
And he never said a mumblin' word.
They pierced him in the side,
He bowed his head and died.
And he never said a mumblin' word.
My Lord, my Lord!
Angels We have Heard on High
Traditional French
arr. Richard Elliott
Dr. Seth Bott, organ
Sweet Little Jesus Boy
Traditional Spiritual
arr. Leland Spindler
Ka'imiloa Ruberson, tenor
Leland Spindler, piano
Sweet little Jesus boy
They made you be born in a manger
Sweet little holy child
We didn't know who you were
Didn't know you'd come to save us Lord
To take our sins away
Our eyes were blind, we could not see
We didn't know who you were
Long time ago
You were born
Born in a manger Lord
Sweet little Jesus boy
The world treats you mean Lord
Treats me mean too
But that's how things are down here
We don't know who you are
Sweet little Jesus boy
Born a long time ago
Sweet little holy child
We didn't know who you were
Lux Singers
O Little Town of Bethlehem
Lewis H. Redner (1831-1908)
arr. Johnny C. Leavitt
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.
How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is giv'n!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his heav'n.
No ear may hear his coming;
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him,
Still the dear Christ enters in.
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 thy holy birth,
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.
All is Well
Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick
arr. Jamey Ray
 All is well, all is well.
Angels and men rejoice
For tonight darkness fell
Into the dawn of love's light
Sing Alle-, sing Alleluia.
All is well, all is well.
Let there be peace on earth
Christ is come, go and tell
That He is in the manger,
Sing Alle-, sing Alleluia.
All is well, all is well.
Lift up your voice and sing
Born is now, Emanuel,
Born is our Lord and Savior,
Sing Alleluia, sing Alleluia.
All is well!
Lux Men's Chorus
The First Noel
Traditional English
arr. Dan Forrest
The first Noel, the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay,
In fields where they lay, keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night that was so deep:
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
They looked up and saw a star,
Shining in the east, beyond them far:
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
That hath made heaven and earth of nought,
And with his blood mankind hath bought.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel.
The Holly and the Ivy
Traditional English
arr. Johnny C. Leavitt
The holly and the ivy,
When they are both full grown,
Of all the trees that are in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
The holly bears a blossom,
As white as lily flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
To be our dear Saviour.
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 berry,
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
To do poor sinners good.
The holly bears a prickle,
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
On Christmas Day in the morn.
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 bark,
As bitter as any gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus
For to redeem us all.
The rising of the sun
And the running of the deer,
The playing of the merry organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
Betelehemu
Traditional Nigerian
arr. Wendall P. Whalum
Jonathan Thibaudeau, tenor
 Betelehemu
Awa yio ri Baba gbojule
Awa yio ri Baba fehinti
Nibo labi Jesu
Nibo labe bi i
Betelehemu, ilu ara
Nibe labi Baba o daju
Iyin, iyin, iyin nifun o
Adupe fun o, adupe fun o, adupe fun ojo oni
Baba oloreo
Iyin, iyin, iyin fun o Baba anu
Baba toda wasi
Betelehemu
We are glad that we have a Father to trust.
We are glad that we have a Father to rely upon
Where was Jesus born?
Where was He born?
Bethlehem, the city of wonder.
That is where the Father was born for sure.
Praise, praise, praise be to Him.
We thank thee, we thank Thee, we thank Thee for this day,
Gracious Father.
Praise, praise, praise be to Thee,
Merciful Father.
Pastorale
Lux Chamber Orchestra
From Concert Grosso in G Minor, Op. 6/8 "Christmas Concerto"
Arcangelo Corelli (1653-1713)
Lux Singers
Lux Aurumque
Eric Whitacre (b. 1970)
Lux,
Calida gravisque pura velut aurum
Et canunt angeli molliter
modo natum.
Light,
warm and heavy as pure gold,
and the angels sing softly
to the new born babe.
Glory to God
From  Messiah, HWV 56
George Frideric Handel (1685-1759)
Glory to God in the highest!
And peace on earth, goodwill toward men.
Combined Choirs
Carol of Joy
Dan Forrest (b. 1978)
Green leaves all fallen, withered and dry;
Brief sunset fading, dim winter sky;
Lengthening shadows, dark closing in;
Then through the stillness, carols begin.
O fallen world, to you is the song!
Death holds you fast, and night tarries long.
Jesus is born, your curse to destroy;
Sweet to your ears, a carol of joy!
Pale moon ascending, solemn and slow;
Cold, barren hillside shrouded in snow.
Deep empty valley, veiled by the night:
Hear angel music, hopeful and bright.
O fearful world, to you is the song!
Peace with your God, and pardon for wrong.
Tidings for sinners, burdened and bound,
Carol of joy, a Saviour is found!
Earth wrapped in sorrow, lift up your eyes,
Thrill to the chorus filling the skies.
Look up, sad-hearted! Witness God's love;
Join in the carol swelling above!
O friendless world, to you is the song!
All heaven's joy to you may belong!
You who are lonely, laden, forlorn:
Now unto you, a Savior is born!
Reading Luke 2 / Silent Night
Franz Xaver Gruber (1787-1863)
arr. Dan Forrest
Zack Young, speaker
O Come, All Ye Faithful
John F. Wade (c. 1711-1786)
arr. Mack Wilberg
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,
Christ the Lord.
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,
Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given!
Son of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.