Saturday, December 5, 2009


I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus the Savior did come for to die.
For ordinary people like you and like I...
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall,
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all.
But high from God's heaven a star's light did fall,
And the promise of ages it then did recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,
A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing,
Or all of God's angels in heav'n for to sing,
He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King.

my church put out a christmas cd last year and it was amazing.

Josh White of Telecast leads worship there and of course he sang...

you can download it HERE:

I Wonder as I Wander is my favorite christmas song... and on this cd i love THAT one and The Friendly Beasts

if you like music at all...


and jesus...


Thursday, December 3, 2009

snippits of christmas songs.

...that i love

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home

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 shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy In grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us Praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,
His power and glory Evermore proclaim.
His power and glory Evermore proclaim.

How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given !
So God imparts to human hearts
The blessings of His heaven.
No ear may hear His coming;
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of Auld Lang Syne.

For Auld Lang Syne, my dear,
for Auld Lang Syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet
for Auld Lang Syne.

Children,Good Christian men, rejoice With heart and soul and voice; Give ye heed to what we say: News! News!

Go, tell it on the mountain Over the hills and everywhere
Go, tell it on the mountain
That Jesus Christ is born.

Still through the cloven skies they come with peaceful wings unfurl And still their heavenly music floats, O'er all the weary world. Above its sad and lowly plains they bend on hovering wing And ever o'er its Babel sounds the blessed angels sing.