Oh-Holy-Night-Christmas-Music

I am a rabid Christmas carol fan.  (Is it even right to say that?  LOL).  The day after Thanksgiving you’ll find an (almost) unbroken stream/flood of carols coming from my home and car stereos.  Thanks be to God the place I work plays carols all season long as well.  I love the deluge of worship and theology-in-song.  I love to hear Jesus exalted.

One of my favorite carols is “O Holy Night.”  Despite hearing numerous versions growing up, I didn’t hear all the verses until a few years ago.  A unique arrangement by Harry Connick, Jr. caught my ear one night.  I listened through the familiar first verse and second verse.  But I was thunderstruck by the third verse: “The king of kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our friend. He knows our need, Our weakness no stranger.  Behold your king!”  The awesomeness of grace, of One who agreed to be made in every way as we are, was overwhelming (Heb. 2:17, 4:15).  It was especially poignant because I was feeling pretty weak and broken at that moment.

After speaking of Jesus’s loving descent, the carol soars to the heights of glory and worship: “His power and glory ever more proclaim!”  “[T]hose who trust in the Lord will renew their strength;
they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint” (Isaiah 40:31).

Take a few minutes to read the whole carol.  Meditate on it.  Let it sink in.  Let the Spirit join you in your stable of a soul.  Then let Him spirit your heart away to your glorious home in Christ.  He is your true home, not just in the future, but now.

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O holy night the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear savior’s birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
‘Til he appeared and the soul felt it’s worth

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn
Fall on your knees
O hear the angel voices
O night divine
O night when christ was born
O night divine, o night, o night divine

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here came the wise men from orient land

The king of kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend
He knows our need
Our weakness no stranger
Behold your king
Before him lowly bend
Behold your king before him lowly bend

Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and his gospel is peace
Chains shall he break for the slave is our brother
And in his name all oppression cease

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
Let all within us praise his holy name
Christ is the lord
Oh praise his name forever
His pow’r and glory
Ever more proclaim
His pow’r and glory ever more proclaim

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