Never tire of this. My two sons were boy choristers at Christ Church Cathedral in Montreal in the 1970s. Both sang this opening verse at one time or another. The memory lingers for all of us.
01:08:53 *O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL* Oh, come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant! Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold him Born the king of angels: Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Highest, most holy, Light of light eternal, Born of a virgin, A mortal he comes; Son of the Father Now in flesh appearing! Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. God of gods, light of light Lo, He abhors not the Virgin's womb Very God, Begotten not created Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. See how the shepherds, Summoned to His cradle, Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze We too will thither Bend our hearts' oblations Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, 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 In the highest: Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning; Jesus, to thee be glory given! Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing! Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. I wish #MeavNiMhaolchatha, #ChloeAgnew, #LisaKelly, #OrlaFallon, #MaireadNesbitt, #HayleyWestenra, #SarahBrightman, #KatherineJenkins, #CharlotteChurch, #AledJones, #EllenWilliams, #CarmenMonarcha, #MirusiaLouwerse, #CarlaMaffioletti, #AnnaMajchrzak, (#ElisabethSuzanErens or #EmpressSisi) #SuzanErens, #RussellWatson, #AndreRieu, #SimonRattle #LondonSymphonyOrchestra, #BerlinerPhilharmoniker and the #CelticWoman team will be singing #OComeAllYeFaithful.
5:38 - O Little town of Bethlehem 13:22 - A Spotless Rose 16:19 - Ding Dong Merrily on High 20:12 - Jesus Christ the Apple-Tree 22:51 - Veni Veni Emmanuel(English) 28:35 - A Hymn to the Virgin 31:30 - Out of youre sleep 35:38 - The Angel Gabriel 38:07 - Myn Lyking 42:06 - Away in a Manger 47:58 - O Holy Night 54:04 - Sussex Carol 57:14 - In the Bleak Midwinter 1:00:43 - Benedicamus Domino 1:05:00 - Virga Jesse
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. And through all His wondrous childhood, He would honor and obey, Love and watch the lowly mother, In whose gentle arms He lay. Christian children all should be, Mild, obedient, good as He. For He is 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 feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our 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, All in white shall be around. Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Sir David Willcocks / Alexander / Gauntlett The tree of life my soul hath seen, Laden with fruit and always green; The trees of nature fruitless be, Compared with Christ the Apple Tree. His beauty doth all things excel, By faith I know but ne'er can tell The glory which I now can see, In Jesus Christ the Appletree. For happiness I long have sought, And pleasure dearly I have bought; I missed of all but now I see 'Tis found in Christ the Appletree. I'm weary with my former toil - Here I will sit and rest awhile, Under the shadow I will be, Of Jesus Christ the Appletree. With great delight I’ll make my stay, There’s none shall fright my soul away; Among the sons of men I see There’s none like Christ the Appletree. I’ll sit and eat this fruit divine, It cheers my heart like spirit’al wine; And now this fruit is sweet to me, That grows on Christ the Appletree. This fruit doth make my soul to thrive, It keeps my dying faith alive; Which makes my soul in haste to be With Jesus Christ the Appletree.
The tree of life my soul hath seen, Laden with fruit and always green; The trees of nature fruitless be, Compared with Christ the Apple Tree. His beauty doth all things excel, By faith I know but ne'er can tell The glory which I now can see, In Jesus Christ the Appletree. For happiness I long have sought, And pleasure dearly I have bought; I missed of all but now I see 'Tis found in Christ the Appletree. I'm weary with my former toil - Here I will sit and rest awhile, Under the shadow I will be, Of Jesus Christ the Appletree. With great delight I’ll make my stay, There’s none shall fright my soul away; Among the sons of men I see There’s none like Christ the Appletree. I’ll sit and eat this fruit divine, It cheers my heart like spirit’al wine; And now this fruit is sweet to me, That grows on Christ the Appletree. This fruit doth make my soul to thrive, It keeps my dying faith alive; Which makes my soul in haste to be With Jesus Christ the Appletree.
As close as I may come to hear in the voice of a Creator well on this planet. By the way, does anyone know if that is a Ruben's hanging up behind the boys choir? Ruben's red. What you
The Adoration of the Magi is a painting of 1633-34 by the Flemish Baroque artist Peter Paul Rubens, made as an altarpiece for a convent in Louvain. It is now in King's College Chapel, Cambridge, in England. It measures 4.2 m × 3.2 m (13 ft 9 in × 10 ft 6 in).
I'm an atheist but I love beautiful melodies regardless of whether or not I believe in the lyrics! BTW what happened to the Darke version of "In The Bleak Midwinter"? The Holst version is not a nice melody. But pickiness about melodies aside, I do love the King's College Choir!
It woiuld be glorious if not for the typically Protestant talking instead of purely liturgical chanting of the Scriptures. Talking is the bane of Protestantism. The vital reforms of Protestantism have thrown the baby out with the bathwater.
Never tire of this. My two sons were boy choristers at Christ Church Cathedral in Montreal in the 1970s. Both sang this opening verse at one time or another. The memory lingers for all of us.
The choristers never disappoint. This has made my Christmas complete. Thank you.
Once in royal is one of my favourite carols! It always takes me back to days as a boy treble in my church in South West London.
Yes it’s one of the loveliest carols, especially when sung like this
Mine too. Also the Coventry Carroll, which doesn't get much time anymore.
One of the BEST to listen to for Christmas! Thanks
Glorious!!!! Thank you so much!!! From Colorado Springs, Colorado, USA
great selection of carols with heavenly performance
Awesome , so very beautiful, thank You so much....!
Heavenly the real reason for Christmas Jesus coming into the world to save us thanku Heavenly Father 🙏
Christmas 2021 anyone ?
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Daddy, don't delete this, waaa!!
Merry Christmas from Nigeria.
Beautiful voices 🎄🙏🏼
01:08:53 *O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL*
Oh, come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him
Born the king of angels:
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.
Highest, most holy,
Light of light eternal,
Born of a virgin,
A mortal he comes;
Son of the Father
Now in flesh appearing!
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.
God of gods, light of light
Lo, He abhors not the Virgin's womb
Very God, Begotten not created Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.
See how the shepherds, Summoned to His cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze
We too will thither Bend our hearts' oblations
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, 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
In the highest:
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee,
Born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given!
Word of the Father,
Now in flesh appearing!
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.
I wish #MeavNiMhaolchatha, #ChloeAgnew, #LisaKelly, #OrlaFallon, #MaireadNesbitt, #HayleyWestenra, #SarahBrightman, #KatherineJenkins, #CharlotteChurch, #AledJones, #EllenWilliams, #CarmenMonarcha, #MirusiaLouwerse, #CarlaMaffioletti, #AnnaMajchrzak, (#ElisabethSuzanErens or #EmpressSisi) #SuzanErens, #RussellWatson, #AndreRieu, #SimonRattle #LondonSymphonyOrchestra, #BerlinerPhilharmoniker and the #CelticWoman team will be singing #OComeAllYeFaithful.
Beautiful!
5:38 - O Little town of Bethlehem
13:22 - A Spotless Rose
16:19 - Ding Dong Merrily on High
20:12 - Jesus Christ the Apple-Tree
22:51 - Veni Veni Emmanuel(English)
28:35 - A Hymn to the Virgin
31:30 - Out of youre sleep
35:38 - The Angel Gabriel
38:07 - Myn Lyking
42:06 - Away in a Manger
47:58 - O Holy Night
54:04 - Sussex Carol
57:14 - In the Bleak Midwinter
1:00:43 - Benedicamus Domino
1:05:00 - Virga Jesse
thank you for this now I can listen as many times as I wish
Merry X-mas from Chartres
Gorgeous❤
This was the end of the week (Friday) 24/12/1999, only 1 more week of 1999 left before the millennium (01/01/2000).
Although the new millennium started a year later. And this was recorded approximately 2 weeks before broadcast.
47:58 O holy night,...O holy night...
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.
And through all
His wondrous childhood,
He would honor and obey,
Love and watch the lowly mother,
In whose gentle arms He lay.
Christian children all should be,
Mild, obedient, good as He.
For He is 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 feeleth for our sadness,
And He shareth in our 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,
All in white shall be around.
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Sir David Willcocks / Alexander / Gauntlett
The tree of life my soul hath seen,
Laden with fruit and always green;
The trees of nature fruitless be,
Compared with Christ the Apple Tree.
His beauty doth all things excel,
By faith I know but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now can see,
In Jesus Christ the Appletree.
For happiness I long have sought,
And pleasure dearly I have bought;
I missed of all but now I see
'Tis found in Christ the Appletree.
I'm weary with my former toil -
Here I will sit and rest awhile,
Under the shadow I will be,
Of Jesus Christ the Appletree.
With great delight I’ll make my stay,
There’s none shall fright my soul away;
Among the sons of men I see
There’s none like Christ the Appletree.
I’ll sit and eat this fruit divine,
It cheers my heart like spirit’al wine;
And now this fruit is sweet to me,
That grows on Christ the Appletree.
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the Appletree.
Excuse me, can you upload carols from king's 1985 version?
The tree of life my soul hath seen,
Laden with fruit and always green;
The trees of nature fruitless be,
Compared with Christ the Apple Tree.
His beauty doth all things excel,
By faith I know but ne'er can tell
The glory which I now can see,
In Jesus Christ the Appletree.
For happiness I long have sought,
And pleasure dearly I have bought;
I missed of all but now I see
'Tis found in Christ the Appletree.
I'm weary with my former toil -
Here I will sit and rest awhile,
Under the shadow I will be,
Of Jesus Christ the Appletree.
With great delight I’ll make my stay,
There’s none shall fright my soul away;
Among the sons of men I see
There’s none like Christ the Appletree.
I’ll sit and eat this fruit divine,
It cheers my heart like spirit’al wine;
And now this fruit is sweet to me,
That grows on Christ the Appletree.
This fruit doth make my soul to thrive,
It keeps my dying faith alive;
Which makes my soul in haste to be
With Jesus Christ the Appletree.
Nomcebo zikode bare breasted in my minds eye
As close as I may come to hear in the voice of a Creator well on this planet. By the way, does anyone know if that is a Ruben's hanging up behind the boys choir? Ruben's red. What you
The Adoration of the Magi is a painting of 1633-34 by the Flemish Baroque artist Peter Paul Rubens, made as an altarpiece for a convent in Louvain. It is now in King's College Chapel, Cambridge, in England. It measures 4.2 m × 3.2 m (13 ft 9 in × 10 ft 6 in).
01:08:53
I'm an atheist but I love beautiful melodies regardless of whether or not I believe in the lyrics! BTW what happened to the Darke version of "In The Bleak Midwinter"? The Holst version is not a nice melody.
But pickiness about melodies aside, I do love the King's College Choir!
I prefer the original melody of "O Little Town of Bethlehem".
Which one? The weak American one, or the Vaughan Williams adaptation of a folk song about a ploughboy?
It woiuld be glorious if not for the typically Protestant talking instead of purely liturgical chanting of the Scriptures. Talking is the bane of Protestantism. The vital reforms of Protestantism have thrown the baby out with the bathwater.