# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1 | O long and darksome was the night | | | | | | | |
9 | O thou Redeemer of our race | | | | | | | |
11 | Behold, the bridegroom cometh in the middle of the night | | | | | | | |
12 | On Jordan [Jordan's] banks the Baptist's [Herald's] cry [voice] | | | | | | | |
14 | Draw nigh, draw nigh, Immanuel [Emmanuel] | | | | | | | |
15 | Once he came in blessing All our ills redressing | | | | | | | |
17 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
18 | Let the earth now praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
20 | Lord, how shall I be meeting | | | | | | | |
24 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
25 | Messiah at thy glad approach | | | | | | | |
27 | Lo he comes let all adore him | | | | | | | |
28 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
30 | When Jesus came to earth of old | | | | | | | |
31 | Zion, at thy shining gates | | | | | | | |
33 | He comes, no royal vesture wearing | | | | | | | |
35 | The church has waited long | | | | | | | |
39 | A great and mighty wonder | | | | | | | |
40 | From where the rising sun goes forth | | | | | | | |
43 | Of the Father's love [heart] begotten | | | | | | | |
45 | From lands that see the sun arise | | | | | | | |
47 | Today in Bethlehem hear | | | | | | | |
48 | All hail, thou night, than day more bright | | | | | | | |
49 | Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing | | | | | | | |
50 | A child is born in Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
52 | There comes a galley laden | | | | | | | |
53 | All praise to Thee, eternal Lord | | | | | | | |
54 | Good news from heaven the angels bring | | | | | | | |
56 | We sing to thee, Immanuel, the Prince | | | | | | | |
58 | All my heart this night [day] rejoices | | | | | | | |
61 | While to Bethlehem we are going | | | | | | | |
62 | This is the month, and this the happy morn | | | | | | | |
63 | Thou fairest Child divine | | | | | | | |
65 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
66 | Hark, how all the welkin rings! | | | | | | | |
68 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
69 | O how wondrous is the story | | | | | | | |
73 | When Jordan hushed his [its] waters still | | | | | | | |
75 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
76 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
78 | What sudden blaze of song | | | | | | | |
81 | 'Tis come, the time so oft foretold | | | | | | | |
82 | The happy Christmas comes once more | | | | | | | |
84 | Carol, brothers, carol | | | | | | | |
86 | Come, ye lofty, come, ye lowly, Let your songs of gladness ring | | | | | | | |
88 | Joy and gladness, joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
90 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
92 | Lo God our God has come to us | | | | | | | |
93 | In Bethlehem, the place of glory | | | | | | | |
99 | The God whom earth and sea and sky adore | | | | | | | |
100 | When within his mother's arms | | | | | | | |
102 | Sleep, holy Babe, upon thy [your] mother's | | | | | | | |
103 | Thou standest between the earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
107 | Hail infant martyrs, new born victims, hail | | | | | | | |
108 | O wondrous mother, since the dawn of time | | | | | | | |
111 | A star shines forth in heaven suddenly | | | | | | | |
113 | Bethlehem of noblest cities | | | | | | | |
114 | What star is this, with [which] beams so bright | | | | | | | |
116 | O Christ, our true and only light | | | | | | | |
117 | They gave to thee myrrh, frankincense | | | | | | | |
118 | All ye Gentile lands awake | | | | | | | |
120 | The wondering sages trace from far | | | | | | | |
121 | Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the | | | | | | | |
122 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
123 | Christ, whose first appearance lighted | | | | | | | |
125 | O Thou! who by a star didst guide | | | | | | | |
126 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
128 | The wise men to thy cradle throne | | | | | | | |
129 | We come not with a costly store | | | | | | | |
130 | Hail, Kingly Jesus, to thy feet | | | | | | | |
133 | Holy Jesus, Fount of light | | | | | | | |
135 | Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life | | | | | | | |
136 | Earth has nothing sweet or fair | | | | | | | |
138 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
139 | Jesus still lead on | | | | | | | |
140 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
141 | Ever would I fain be reading | | | | | | | |
143 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
145 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
146 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
147 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
148 | Thine handmaid, Savior, can it be | | | | | | | |
149 | Thou, Lord of all, on earth hast dwelt | | | | | | | |
151 | Trustingly, trustingly, Jesus, to thee | | | | | | | |
155 | Sing, my tongue, the Savior's battle | | | | | | | |
159 | The royal banners forward go | | | | | | | |
161 | Forth flames the standard of our King | | | | | | | |
162 | Hail, thou head, so bruised and wounded | | | | | | | |
165 | Jesus' holy cross and dying | | | | | | | |
167 | O'erwhelmed in depths of woe | | | | | | | |
169 | At the cross her station keeping | | | | | | | |
171 | What laws, my blessed Savior hast thou broken | | | | | | | |
174 | O world, behold upon the tree | | | | | | | |
178 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
182 | O Sacred Head, surrounded | | | | | | | |
183 | Christ the life [light] of all the living | | | | | | | |
185 | Thou holiest Love, whom most I love | | | | | | | |
187 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
188 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
189 | Him on yonder cross I love | | | | | | | |