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Christmas, Vol. 2: We Need Not Wander More

by Andy Pokel

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1.
Once in royal Davids 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 mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour holy. For He is our childhood's pattern; Day by day, like us, He grew; He was little, weak, and helpless, Tears and smiles, like us He knew; And He cares when we are sad, And he shares when we are glad. 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.
2.
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 fields abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant light: Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ, the newborn King. Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen his natal star: Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ, the newborn King. All creation, join in praising God the Father, Spirit, Son, Evermore your voices raising, To th'eternal Three in One: Come and worship, come and worship Worship Christ, the newborn King.
3.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy leaves are so unchanging; O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy leaves are so unchanging; Not only green when summer's here, But also when 'tis cold and drear. O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy leaves are so unchanging! O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Much pleasure thou can'st give me; O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Much pleasure thou can'st give me; How often has the Christmas tree Afforded me the greatest glee! O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Much pleasure thou can'st give me.
4.
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, that we to judge thee have in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected. Come, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free; From our fears and sins release us; Let us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art, Dear desire of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry longing heart. Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a king; Born to reign in us forever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. By thine own eternal Spirit Rule in all our hearts alone; By thine all-sufficient merit Raise us to thy glorious throne.
5.
Joy to the world! the Lord is come; Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven, and heaven, and nature sing. Joy to the world! the Saviour reigns; Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat the sounding joy. No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make His blessings flow Far as the curse is found, Far as the curse is found, Far as, far as, the curse is found. He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders, of His love.
6.
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 dead; Gifts for His children, terrible and sweet; Touched by such tiny hands, and Oh such tiny feet.
7.
Good Christian men, rejoice with heart and soul, and voice; Give ye heed to what we say: Jesus Christ is born today; Ox and ass before Him bow; and He is in the manger now. Christ is born today! Christ is born today! Good Christian men, rejoice, with heart and soul and voice; Now ye hear of endless bliss: Jesus Christ was born for this! He has opened the heavenly door, and man is blest forevermore. Christ was born for this! Christ was born for this! Good Christian men, rejoice, with heart and soul and voice; Now ye need not fear the grave: Jesus Christ was born to save! Calls you one and calls you all, to gain His everlasting hall. Christ was born to save! Christ was born to save!
8.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy candles shine so brightly! O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy candles shine so brightly! From base to summit, gay and bright, There's only splendor for the sight. O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! Thy candles shine so brightly! O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! How richly God has decked thee! O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree! How richly God has decked thee! Thou bidst us true and faithful be, And trust in God unchangingly. O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
9.
Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born. While shepherds kept their watching Over silent flocks by night Behold throughout the heavens There shone a holy light. Refrain The shepherds feared and trembled, When lo! above the earth, Rang out the angels chorus That hailed the Savior’s birth. Refrain Down in a lowly manger The humble Christ was born And God sent us salvation That blessèd Christmas morn.
10.
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star. O Star of wonder, star of night! Star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy Perfect Light. Born a King on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again. King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign. O Star of wonder, star of night! Star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light Frankincense to offer have I. Incense owns a Deity nigh. Prayer and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God most high O Star of wonder, star of night! Star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume, Breathes of life of gathering gloom. Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying. Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. O Star of wonder, star of night! Star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Glorious now behold Him arise. King and God and Sacrifice. Alleluia, Alleluia! Earth to heav'n replies. O Star of wonder, star of night! Star with royal beauty bright. Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light.
11.
Good King Wenceslas looked out On the feast of Stephen When the snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in sight Gath'ring winter fuel "Hither, page, and stand by me If thou know'st it, telling Yonder peasant, who is he? Where and what his dwelling?" "Sire, he lives a good league hence Underneath the mountain Right against the forest fence By Saint Agnes' fountain." "Bring me flesh and bring me wine Bring me pine logs hither Thou and I will see him dine When we bear him thither." Page and monarch forth they went Forth they went together Through the rude wind's wild lament And the bitter weather "Sire, the night is darker now And the wind blows stronger Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer." "Mark my footsteps, my good page Tread thou in them boldly Thou shalt find the winter's rage Freeze thy blood less coldly." In his master's steps he trod Where the snow lay dinted Heat was in the very sod Which the Saint had printed Therefore, Christian men, be sure Wealth or rank possessing Ye who now will bless the poor Shall yourselves find blessing
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Make the Yule-tide gay. From now on, our troubles will be miles away. Here we are as in olden days, Happy golden days of yore. Faithful friends who are dear to us, Gather near to us once more. Through the years, we all will be together, If the Fates allow. Hang a shining star upon the highest bough, And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

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released December 15, 2013

Arranged, recorded, and produced by Andy Pokel in Neenah, WI and Minneapolis, MN throughout 2013.

Performed by Andy Pokel, with
violin on tracks 1, 6, and 9 performed by Anna Bakk and
drum loops on tracks 2 and 8 courtesy of Apple.

Album art by Tim Lewis-Wolf.

Lyrics and other information courtesy of Wikipedia, the LBW, Christmas in Song (Preuss), CyberHymnal.org, and Carols.org.uk.

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Andy Pokel is a church musician and seminary student who lives in Minneapolis, MN with his wife and son.

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