Processional Hymn 83    O come, all ye faithful    Adeste fideles

Gloria S280     Robert Powell (b.1932)

Sequence Hymn 107    Good Christian friends, rejoice    In dulci jubilo

Offertory Anthem    As I outrode this endres night    Gerald Hendrie (b. 1935)

As I outrode this enderes night of three jolly shepherds I saw a sight;
And all about their fold a star shone bright, and they sang terliterlow.
So merrily the shepherds their pipes did blow.

Down from heaven so high of angels there came a great company with joy and mirth.
And great solemnity. They sang terliterlow.
So merrily the shepherds their pipes did blow.

Sanctus  S129    Robert Powell

Fraction anthem S163    Robert Powell

Communion Anthem    Away in a manger
(text may be found at Hymn 101)

Communion Hymn 115    What child is this?    Greensleeves

Post-communion Hymn 111    Silent night    Stille nacht

Closing Hymn 87    Hark the herald angels sing     Mendelssohn

Voluntary    Allegro assai vivace from Sonata 1    Felix Mendelssohn (1809-1847)

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Choral Prelude at 9:30 p.m. with the St. John’s Adult Choir and string quartet

String Quartet    Concerto Grosso, Op. 6 No. 8, Per la notte di Natale    Arcangelo Corelli (1653-1713)
Vivace,  Grave, Allegro

My Lord has Come    Will Todd (b. 1970)

Shepherds, called by angels,
called by love and angels;
no place for them but a stable.
My Lord has come.

Sages, searching for stars,
searching for love in heaven;
no place for them but a stable.
My Lord has come.

His love will hold me,
his love will cherish me,
love will cradle me.
My Lord has come.

Lead me, lead me to see him,
sages and shepherds and angels;
no place for me but a stable.
My Lord has come.

String Quartet    Concerto Grosso, Op. 6 No. 8, Per la notte di Natale    Arcangelo Corelli
Adagio, Allegro, Adagio

In the Bleak Midwinter    arr. Becky McGlade (b.1974)
Text: Christina Rossetti

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.
Our God, Heav’n cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;
Heav’n and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign:
In the bleak midwinter a stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty Jesus Christ.
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, I give my heart.

String Quartet    Concerto Grosso, Op. 6 No. 8, Per la notte di Natale    Arcangelo Corelli
Largo, Pastorale

Holy Eucharist Rite II at 10:00 p.m. sung by the Adult choir with string quartet and organ; sermon by the Rev’d Margie Baker.

Processional Hymn 83    O come, all ye faithful    Adeste fideles

Gloria S280     Robert Powell (b.1932)

Sequence Hymn 107    Good Christian friends, rejoice    In dulci jubilo

Offertory Anthem    Before the marvel of this night    Carl Schalk (b. 1929)
Text: Jaroslav J. Vajda

Before the marvel of this night, adoring fold your wings and bow,
then tear the sky apart with light and with your news the world endow.
Proclaim the birth of Christ and peace, that fear and death and sorrow cease.
Sing peace, sing gift of peace!

Awake the sleeping world with song, this is the day the Lord has made.
Assemble here, celestial throng, in royal splendor come arrayed.
Give earth a glimpse of heavenly bliss, a teasing taste of what they miss.
Sing bliss, sing endless bliss!

The love that we have always known, our constant joy and endless light,
now to the loveless world be shown, now break upon its deathly night.
Into one song compress the love that rules the universe above.
Sing love, sing God is love!

Sanctus S129    Robert Powell

Fraction anthem S163    Robert Powell

Communion Anthem    Here is the little door    Herbert Howells (1892-1983)
Text: Frances Chesterton (1869-1938)

Here is the little door
Lift up the latch, oh lift!
We need not wander more
But enter with our gift;
Our gift of finest gold
Gold that was never bought or sold;
Myrrh to be strewn about his bed;
Incense in clouds about His head;
All for the child that stirs not in His sleep
But holy slumber hold with ass and sheep

Bend low about His bed
For each He has a gift;
See how His eyes awake
Lift up your hands, O lift!
For gold, He gives a keen-edged sword
(Defend with it thy little Lord!)
For incense, smoke of battle red
Myrrh for the honored happy dеad;
Gifts for His children, terrible and sweet;
Touchеd by such tiny hands
And Oh such tiny feet.

Communion Hymn 115    What child is this?    Greensleeves

Postcommunion Hymn 111    Silent night    Stille nacht

Closing Hymn 87    Hark the herald angels sing    Mendelssohn

Voluntary    Allegro assai vivace from Sonata 1    Felix Mendelssohn (1809-1847)

Ted Babbitt, assisting organist
Lu Sun, 1st violin
Sarah Washburn, 2nd violin
Michael Wheeler, viola
Kathy Schiano, cello