It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

Saturday 13 December, 7.30pm
Grosvenor Chapel, South Audley Street, London

Programme

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas - Meredith Willson arr. Mark Hayes

Long long ago - Herbert Howells

In Bethlehem Above - Yshani Perinpanayagam

AUDIENCE CAROL: O Little Town of Bethlehem

Noe, Noe! Pastores, cantate Domino - Guillaume Bouzignac

Nativity Carol - John Rutter

Corpus Christi Carol - Peter Warlock

AUDIENCE CAROL: God Rest, Ye Merry Gentlemen

Es ist ein ros entsprungen - Praetorius/Sandstrom
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INTERVAL
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Carol of the Bells - Mykola Leontovych

AUDIENCE CAROL: We Three Kings

Hymn to the Virgin - Benjamin Britten

I'll be home for Christmas - Kim Gannon & Walter Kent arr. Michele Weir

Santa Claus is coming to town - J. Fred Coots & Haven Gillespie arr. Peter Gritton

AUDIENCE CAROL: Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

Last Christmas - Wham! arr. Chris Roe

All I want for Christmas - Mariah Carey arr. Mac Huff
O Little Town of Bethlehem
 
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.
 
O morning stars, together
Proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth;
For Christ is born of Mary;
And, gathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep
Their watch of wond’ring love.
 
How silently, how silently,
The wondrous gift is giv’n!
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of his heav’n.
No ear may hear his coming;
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still
The dear Christ enters in.
 
O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray;
Cast out our sin, and enter in,
Be born in us today.
We hear the Christmas angels
The great tidings tell:
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel.



God rest ye merry, gentlemen
 
God rest you merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
For Jesus Christ our Saviour
Was born upon this Day
To save us all from Satan's pow'r
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
 
The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding
In tempest, storm and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway
This blessed babe to find.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
 
But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereat this infant lay,
They found Him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His Mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray.
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 brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All other doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy.
​We three kings
 
We three kings of Orient are; 
Bearing gifts we traverse afar, 
Field and fountain, moor and mountain, 
Following yonder star. 
 
Refrain: 
O star of wonder, star of light, 
Star with royal beauty bright, 
Westward leading, still proceeding, 
Guide us to thy perfect light. 
 
Born a King on Bethlehem plain, 
Gold I bring to crown him again
King forever, ceasing never, 
Over us all to reign.
[Refrain]
 
Frankincense to offer have I; 
Incense owns a Deity nigh; 
Prayer and praising, all men raising, 
Worship him, God most high.
[Refrain]
 
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume 
Breathes a life of gathering gloom; 
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, 
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
[Refrain]
 
Glorious now, behold him arise; 
King, and God, and sacrifice: 
Heav’n sings alleluya, 
Alleluya the earth replies. 
[Refrain]




Hark! the herald-angels sing
 
Hark! the herald-angels sing,
Glory to the new-born 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 new-born 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 as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald-angels sing,
Glory to the new-born King.
 
Hail the heav'n-born prince of peace!
Hail the sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Ris'n with healing in his wings;
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth
Hark! the herald-angels sing,
Glory to the new-born King.
Saturday 21st March 2026:
Joint Concert with Choeur43
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