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Love Shall Be Our Token

by High Street Hymns

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Creator of the stars of night Thy people’s everlasting light O Christ, Redeemer of us all We pray you hear us when we call Come, oh come Come, oh come Come, oh come To us When this old world drew on toward night You came, but not in splendor bright Not as a monarch, but the child Of Mary blameless mother mild Come, oh come Come, oh come Come, oh come To us
2.
O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel
 That mourns in lonely exile here
 Until the Son of God appears O come, Thou Dayspring from on high And cheer us by thy drawing nigh Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
 And death’s dark shadows put to flight Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Desire of nations, bind
 In one the hearts of all mankind Bid Thou our sad divisions cease And be Thyself our King of Peace Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
3.
Love came down at Christmas Love incarnate, love divine Love was born at Christmas
 Star and angels gave the sign Emmanuel Our God with us Emmanuel Our hope, our trust Love shall be our token Love be yours and love be mine Love to God and neighbor Love for plea and gift and sign Emmanuel Our God with us Emmanuel Our hope, our trust Worship we the Godhead Worship we the Godhead Worship we the Godhead Love divine
 Emmanuel Our God with us Emmanuel Our hope, our trust Love came down at Christmas
4.
God rest ye merry gentlemen Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior Was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan’s power 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 Now to the Lord sing praises All you within this place And with true love and charity 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
5.
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 all the earth

 We hear the Christmas angels
 The great glad tidings tell O come to us, abide with us
 Our Lord Emmanuel Our Lord Emmanuel
6.
Infant holy, Infant lowly For His bed a cattle stall Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the Babe is Lord of all Swiftly winging angels singing Noels ringing, tidings bringing Christ the Babe is Lord of all Christ the Babe is Lord of all Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping Vigil till the morning new
 Saw the glory, heard the story Tidings of a Gospel true Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow Praises voicing, greet the morrow Christ the Babe was born for you Christ the Babe was born for you Swift are winging angels singing Noels ringing, tidings bringing Christ the Babe is Lord of all Christ the Babe is Lord of all Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow Praises voicing, greet the morrow Christ the Babe was born for you Christ the Babe was born for you
7.
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 This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste, to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary. The Babe, the Son of Mary.
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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
9.
Love’s redeeming work is done Fought the fight, the battle won Death in vain forbids Him rise Christ has opened paradise Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia! Lives again our glorious King Where, O death, is now thy sting Once He died our souls to save Where thy victory, O grave Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia! Soar we now where Christ has led Following our exalted Head Made like Him, like Him we rise Ours the cross, the grave, the skies Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia, Alleluia! Alleluia!
10.
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 th’angelic host proclaim, “Christ is born in Bethlehem!” Hark! the herald angels sing “Glory to the newborn King!” Christ, by highest Heav’n adored Christ the everlasting Lord Late in time, behold Him come Offspring of a virgin’s womb Veiled in flesh the Godhead see Hail th’incarnate Deity Pleased with us in flesh to dwell Jesus our Emmanuel Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!” Mild He lays His glory by Born that we no more may die Born to raise us from the earth Born to give us second birth Ris’n with healing in His wings Light and life to all He brings Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace! Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”

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Celebrating Advent and Christmas with new spins on classic hymns as well as a few original melodies.

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released November 20, 2009

Produced by Justin Rosolino
Recorded by Brad Hill at Hill Studios in Nashville, TN
Additional recording by James Gammon at James Gammon Productions in Charlottesville, VA
Mixed and mastered by Brad Hill

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High Street Hymns Charlottesville, Virginia

Reclaimed hymns for the good of the church.

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