Songbook by Hillfield Strathallan College

Excelsior Velle est Posse SONGBOOK

Hillfield Strathallan College

TABLE OF CONTENTS O Canada!.................................. 3

Here I am Lord............................

Voices of the Past......................... 4

All Things Bright and Beautiful..... 19

In Flanders Fields......................... 4

This Little Light of Mine...............

Benediction................................. 4

Siyahamba.................................. 21

The College Prayer.......................

For the Fruit of All Creation.........

He’s Got the Whole World........... 23

God Save the Queen.................... 5

Kum ba yah................................. 24

Make Me a Channel of Your Peace 25

Morning Has Broken.................... 7

Michael Row the Boat Ashore......

As the Deer.................................. 8

Simple Gifts................................. 26

One Planet, One People............... 8

Let There be Peace on Earth......... 27

I Will Sing Unto the Lord.............. 9

Hamba nathi............................... 27

O Healing River...........................

Adeste Fideles.............................. 28

God of the Sparrow.....................

Once in Royal David’s City...........

Oh Little Town of Bethlehem........ 30

Lord of the Dance........................ 12

See Amid the Winter’s Snow......... 31

S’vivon (Hebrew)......................... 31 32

Peace Before Us........................... 14

The First Nowell..........................

Rejoice in the Lord....................... 15

Masters In This Hall..................... 33

Hark the Herald Angel’s Sing........ 34

Shalom Chaverim........................

O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. With glowing hearts we see thee rise, The True North strong and free! From far and wide, O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. God keep our land glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Oh God Our Help in Ages Past..... 11

For the Beauty of the Earth..........

O Canada!

O Canada! Our home and native land! True patriot love in all thy sons command. Car ton bras sait porter l’épée, Il sait porter la croix! Ton histoire est une épopée Des plus brillants exploits. God keep our land glorious and free! O Canada, we stand on guard for thee. O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Velle est Posse.............................. 5

The College Hymn.......................

Amazing Grace............................ 16

Joy to the World..........................

Hymn to Freedom........................ 16

Silent Night................................. 36

Joyful, Joyful................................ 17

Away in a Manger........................

Oh Canada! Terre de nos aïeux, Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux! Car ton bras sait porter l’épée, Il sait porter la croix! Ton histoire est une épopée Des plus brillants exploits. Et ta valeur, de foi trempée, Protégera nos foyers et nos droits. Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

Voices of the Past

The College Prayer

Voices of the Past Links of a Broken Chain Wings that bear us back to Times That cannot come again. Yet God forbid that we should lose The echoes that remain. From St. Mary’s Parish Church, Shrewton, Wilts near Stonehenge

Teach us, good Lord, to serve Thee as Thou deservest; to give and not to count the cost; to fight and not to heed the wounds; to toil and not to seek for rest; to labour and not to ask for any reward save that of knowing that we do Thy will. Amen. Ignatius Loyola

From St. Mary’s Parish Church, Shrewton, Wilts near Stonehenge

In Flanders Fields

Velle est Posse, Excelsior Ever Higher, Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Velle est Posse, Excelsior Ever Higher, Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Ever Higher, Where there’s a will, there’s a way

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high.

Music by Bart Nameth

If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

God Save the Queen God save our gracious Queen, Long live our noble Queen, God save the Queen! Send her victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us; God save the Queen.

In Flanders fields.

Velle est Posse

Benediction

Unto God’s gracious mercy and protection we commit ourselves. The Lord bless us and keep us. The Lord make His face to shine upon us and be gracious unto us. The Lord lift up the light of His countenance upon us, and give us Peace, both now and evermore.

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The College Hymn

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven; To his feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who like me his praise should sing? Praise him! Praise him! Praise the everlasting King.

Morning Has Broken Morning has broken Like the first morning, Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird. Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them, springing Fresh from the Word!

Praise him for his grace and favour To our fathers in distress; Praise him still the same for ever; Slow to chide, and swift to bless. Praise him! Praise him! Glorious in his faithfulness.

Sweet the rain’s new fall Sunlit from heaven, Like the first dewfall On the first grass. Praise for the sweetness Of the wet garden, Sprung in completeness Where his feet pass.

Father-like, he tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame he knows; In his hands he gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes. Praise him! Praise him! Widely as his mercy flows.

Mine is the sunlight! Mine is the morning Born of the one light Eden saw play! Praise with elation, Praise every morning, God’s re-creation Of the new day!

Angels, help us to adore him; Ye behold him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before him, Dwellers all in time and space. Praise him! Praise him! Praise with us the God of grace.

Morning has broken Like the first morning, Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird. Praise for the singing! Praise for the morning! Praise for them, springing Fresh from the Word!

H.F. Lyte, 1793-1847 CCLI #2748223

10 As the Deer

I Will Sing Unto the Lord

I will sing unto the Lord a joyful song, and bless God’s name for the Lord is good; I will sing unto the Lord a joyful song, and bless God’s name for the Lord is good; I will sing unto the Lord, I will sing unto the Lord, I will sing unto the Lord every day. I will sing unto the Lord, I will sing unto the Lord, I will sing unto the Lord every day.

As the deer pants for the water, So my soul longs after you. You alone are my heart’s desire, and I long to worship you. You alone are my strength, my shield; To you alone may my spirit yield. You alone are my heart’s desire, And I long to worship you. Repeat

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One Planet, One People

We all live in a dream of one world, hoping that one day we will love as we were meant to love. We all live in a dream of one world, hoping that some day we will live as we were meant to live, as one planet, one people, please God, we may achieve it, One planet, one people, please. One planet, one people, please God, we may achieve it. One planet, one people, please.

O Healing River

O healing river, send down your waters, send down your waters upon this land. O healing river, send down your waters, and wash the blood from off the sand. This land is parching, this land is burning, no seed is growing in the barren ground. O healing river, send down your waters, O healing river, send your waters down. Let the seed of freedom awake and flourish, let the deep roots nourish, let the tall stalks rise. O healing river, send down your waters, O healing river, from out of the skies.

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God of the Sparrow

O God Our Help in Ages Past O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home;

God of the sparrow, God of the whale, God of the swirling stars, How does the creature say Awe, How does the creature say Praise?

Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defence is sure.

God of the earthquake, God of the storm, God of the trumpet blast, How does the creature cry Woe, How does the creature cry Save?

A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone, Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun.

God of the rainbow, God of the cross, God of the empty grave, How does the creature say Grace, How does the creature say Thanks?

Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.

God of the hungry, God of the sick, God of the prodigal, How does the creature say Care, How does the creature say Life?

O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.

God of the neighbour, God of the foe, God of the pruning hook, How does the creature say Love, How does the creature say Peace?

I. Watts, 1674-1748 CCLI #2748223 21

God of the ages, God near at hand, God of the loving heart, How do your children say Joy, How do your children say Home? J.V. Vajda CCLI #274822

Lord of the Dance

For the Beauty of the Earth For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies. Lord of all, to thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise.

I danced in the morning when the world was begun, And I danced in the moon and the stars and the sun; And I came down from heaven and I danced on the earth At Bethlehem I had my birth. Chorus Dance, dance wherever you may be; I am the Lord of the Dance, said he; I’ll lead you all wherever you may be, I will lead you all in the dance, said he.

For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon and stars of light, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise.

I danced for the scribe and the pharisee, But they would not dance and they wouldn’t follow me; I danced for the fishermen, for James and John; They came with me and the dance went on. Chorus They cut me down and I leap up high: I am the life that’ll never, never die; I’ll live in you if you’ll live in meI am the Lord of the Dance, said he. Chorus

For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise. For each perfect gift of thine To us all so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth and buds of heaven, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our grateful hymn of praise.

S. Carter, 1915Copyright Galliard Ltd. CCLI #2748223 26

F.S. Pierpoint, 1835-1917 CCLI #2748223

Peace Before Us

Peace before us, peace behind us, peace under our feet. Peace within us, peace over us, let all around us be peace.

Rejoice in the Lord

Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say rejoice! (clap clap) Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say rejoice! (clap clap) Rejoice, rejoice, and again I say rejoice! (clap clap) Rejoice, rejoice, and again I say rejoice! (clap clap)

Love before us, love behind us, love under our feet. Love within us, love over us, let all around us be love.

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Light before us, light behind us, light under our feet. Light within us, light over us, let all around us be light.

Shalom Chaverim Shalom chaverim, shalom chaverim. Shalom, shalom. Lehitraot, lehitraot, shalom, shalom.

Peace before us, peace behind us, peace under our feet. Peace within us, peace over us, let all around us be peace. Let all around us be peace. Let all around us be peace.

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21 Amazing Grace

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.

Joyful, joyful we adore thee, God of glory, Lord of love; Hearts unfold like flowers before thee, Opening to the sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness, Drive the dark of doubt away; Giver of immortal gladness, Fill us with the light of day.

‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed!

All thy works with joy surround thee, Earth and heaven reflect thy rays; Stars and angels sing around thee, Centre of unbroken praise. Field and forest, vale and mountain, Flowery meadow, flashing sea, Chanting bird and flowing fountain, Call us to rejoice in thee.

Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come; ‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise Than when we’d first begun.

Thou art giving and forgiving, Ever blessing, ever blest, Well-spring of the joy of living, Ocean depth of happy rest! Thou our Father, and our Mother, All who live in love are thine Teach us how to love each other, Lift us to the joy divine

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22 Hymn to Freedom When ev’ry heart joins ev’ry heart and together yearns for liberty, that’s when we’ll be free. When ev’ry hand joins ev’ry hand and together molds our destiny, that’s when we’ll be free. Any hour, any day, the time soon will come when we will live in dignity, that’s when we’ll be free. When ev’ry one joins in our song and together singing harmony, that’s when we’ll be free. Hymn to Freedom Words: H. Hamilton, Music: Oscar Peterson CCLI #2748223

Joyful, Joyful

H. van Dyke, 1852-1933

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24 Here I am Lord

25 All Things Bright and Beautiful

I, the Lord of sea and sky, I have heard my people cry: All who dwell in deepest sin my hand will save. I who made the stars of night, I will make their darkness bright. Who will bear my light to them? Whom shall I send?

Refrain All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all. Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings:

Refrain Here I am, Lord, is it I, Lord? I have heard you calling in the night. I will go, Lord, if you lead me. I will hold your people in my heart.

Refrain The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset and the morning, That brightens up the sky:

I, the Lord of snow and rain, I have borne my peopleâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s pain. I have wept for love of them, they turn away. I will break their hearts of stone, give them hearts for love alone. I will speak my word to them. Who shall I send?

Refrain The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one:

Refrain I, the Lord of wind and flame, I will tend the poor and lame. I will set a feast for them, my hand will save. Finest bread I will provide till their hearts be satisfied. I will give my life to them. Whom shall I send?

Refrain C.F. Alexander, 1823-1895 CCLI #2748223 34

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26 21 This Little Light of Mine

This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. (3x) Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine! (Gonna) Take this light around the world, I’m gonna let it shine. (3x) Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine! (I) Won’t let anyone blow it out, I’m gonna let it shine. (3x) Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine! Hide it under a bushel, no! I’m gonna let it shine. (3x) Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine! This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. (3x) Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine!

Siyahamba

We are marching in the light of God; we are marching in the light of God. We are marching in the light of God; we are marching in the light of God. We are marching, marching, we are marching, marching, we are marching in the light of God. We are marching, marching, we are marching, marching, we are marching in the light of God. Siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’, siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’. Siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’, siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’. Siyahamba, hamba, siyahamba, hamba, siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’. Siyahamba, hamba, siyahamba, hamba, siyahamb’ ekukhanyen’kwenkhos’. Repeat South African Traditional Tr. A. Nyberg and A. Donaldson CCLI #2748223

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28 For the Fruit of All Creation

29 He’s Got the Whole World

For the fruit of all creation, Thanks be to God. For the gifts to every nation, Thanks be to God. For the plowing, sowing, reaping, Silent growth while we are sleeping, Future needs in earth’s safe-keeping, Thanks be to God.

He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands. He’s got the sun and the moon in his hands, He’s got the sun and the moon in his hands, He’s got the sun and the moon in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands.

In the just reward of labour, God’s will be done. In the help we give our neighbour, God’s will be done. In our world-wide task of caring For the hungry and despairing, In the harvests we are sharing, God’s will be done.

He’s got the wind and the rain in his hands, He’s got the wind and the rain in his hands, He’s got the wind and the rain in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands. He’s got the tiny little baby in his hands, He’s got the tiny little baby in his hands, He’s got the tiny little baby in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands.

For the harvests of the Spirit, Thanks be to God. For the good we all inherit, Thanks be to God. For the wonders that astound us, For the truths that still confound us, Most of all that love has found us, Thanks be to God.

He’s got you and me, brother, in his hands, He’s got you and me, sister, in his hands, He’s got you and me, brother, in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands. He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands, He’s got the whole world in his hands.

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31 Make Me a Channel of Your Peace

30 Kum ba yah

Make me a channel of your peace: where there is hatred, let me bring your love; where there is injury, your healing power, and where there’s doubt, true faith in you. Make me a channel of your peace: where there’s despair in life, let me bring hope; where there is darkness, only light, and where there’s sadness, ever joy. O Spirit, grant that I may never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood and to understand, to be loved as to love with all my soul. Make me a channel of your peace: it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, in giving to all that we receive, and in dying that we’re born to eternal life.

Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah! Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah! Kum ba yah, my Lord, kum ba yah! O Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s crying, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s crying, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s crying, Lord, kum ba yah! O Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s praying, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s praying, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s praying, Lord, kum ba yah! O Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s singing, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s singing, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s singing, Lord, kum ba yah! O Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s laughing, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s laughing, Lord, kum ba yah! Someone’s laughing, Lord, kum ba yah! O Lord, kum ba yah!

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32 Michael Row the Boat Ashore Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah! Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah! Brother, lend a helping hand. Hallelujah! Help us reach the promised land, Hallelujah! Jordan’s river is deep and wide, Hallelujah! Be together on the other side, Hallelujah! Jordan’s river is chilly and cold, Hallelujah! Chills the body but not the soul, Hallelujah! Trumpet sounds the jubilee, Hallelujah! Trumpet sounds for you and me, Hallelujah!

Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah! Michael, row the boat ashore, Hallelujah! African-American Spiritual CCLI #2748223

33 Simple Gifts

34 Let There be Peace on Earth

‘Tis the gift to be simple, ‘tis the gift to be free, ‘tis the gift to come down where we ought to be, and when we find ourselves in the place just right, ‘twill be in the valley of love and delight.

‘Tis the gift to be gentle, ‘tis the gift to be fair, ‘tis the gift to wake and breathe the morning air, to walk every day down the path that we choose, ‘tis the gift we pray we may never lose.

Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me. Let there be peace on earth, The peace that was meant to be. With the earth as our Mother We are family. Let us walk with each other In perfect harmony. Let peace begin with me, Let this be the moment now With ev-‘ry step I take. Let this be my solemn vow: To take each moment and live each moment In peace eternally. Let there be peace on earth And let it begin with me. (Repeat)

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Chorus When true simplicity is gained, To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed. To turn, turn, will be our delight, ‘Till by turning, turning, we come round right.

Tis the gift to be knowing, ‘tis the gift to be kind, ‘tis the gift to wait and hear each other’s mind, and when we speak our feeling it may come out true, ‘tis the gift for me and the gift for you.

Hamba nathi (Zulu, trad. South African) Hamba nathi, mkhululi wethu Hamba nathi, mkhululi wethu (Repeat)

Chorus

Refrain:

Tis the gift to be loving, ‘tis the best gift of all, like a warm, spring rain bringing beauty when it falls, and when we use this gift we may come to believe it is better to give than it is to receive,

Mkhululi, mkhululi, mkhululi, wethu Mkhululi, mkhululi, mkhululi, wethu (Repeat) You are holy, you show us the way, you are holy, you show us the way. (Repeat)

Chorus

Refrain

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You are freedom, you show us the way, you are freedom, you show us the way. (Repeat) Refrain You are justice, you show us the way, you are justice, you show us the way. (Repeat)

Pronunciation: hahm-bah nah-tee koo-loo-lee-weh-too

35 Adeste Fideles

Once in Royal David’s City

Adeste, fideles, Laeti triumphantes; Venite, venite in Bethlehem: Natum videte Regem angelorum. Venite, adoremus Dominum.

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.

Deum de Deo, Lumen de Lumine, Parturit Virgo Mater, Deum Verum, Genitum, non factum. Venite, adoremus Dominum.

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. 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.

Cantet nunc hymnos Chorus angelorum; Cantet nunc aula caelestium: Gloria In excelsis Deo! Venite, adoremus Dominum.

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; Where like stars, his children crowned All in white shall wait around.

Ergo qui natus Die hodierna, Jesu, tibi sit gloria: Patris aeterni Verbum caro factum. Venite, adoremus Dominum

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Little Town of Bethlehem

38 See Amid the Winter’s Snow

O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by: Yet in the dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night.

See amid the winter’s snow, Born for us on earth below, See the tender Lamb appears, Promised from eternal years. Refrain Hail, thou ever blesséd morn! Hail, redemption’s happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem!

For Christ is born of Mary; And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth, And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth!

Lo, within a manger lies He who built the starry skies; He who, throned in height sublime, Sits amid the cherubim! Refrain

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.

‘As we watched at dead of night, Lo, we saw a wondrous light; Angels singing “Peace on earth” Told us of the Saviour’s birth.’ Refrain CCLI #2748223

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 glad tidings tell: O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel.

S’vivon (Hebrew) S’vivon, sov, sov, sov Chanukah, hu chag tov Chanukah, hu chag tov S’vivon, sov, sov, sov!

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Chag simcha hu la-am Nes gadol haya sham Nes gadol haya sham Chag simcha hu la-am. (Repeat)

The First Nowell

Masters In This Hall

The first Nowell the angel did say, Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay keeping their sheep, On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.

Masters in this hall, Hear ye news today, Brought from overseas, And ever I you pray:

Refrain

Refrain: Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell sing we clear, Holpen are all folk on earth, Born is God’s son so dear: Nowell! Nowell! Nowell! Nowell sing we loud! God today hath poor folk raised And cast a-down the proud.

Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel. They looked up and saw a star, Shining in the east, beyond them far, And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. Refrain

Going o’er the hills, Through the drifting snow, Heard the lambs a-bleating While the winds did blow:

And by the light of that same star, Three wisemen came from country far; To seek for a King was their intent, And to follow the star wherever it went.

Refrain

Then to Bethlem town We went two and two, And in a sorry place Heard the oxen low

Then let us all with one accord, Sing praises to our heavenly Lord, That hath made heaven and earth of nought, And with his blood mankind hath bought.

Refrain This is Christ the Lord, Masters be ye glad! Christmas is come in And no fold should be sad:

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Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Joy to the World

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.

Hark the herald angels sing “Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled” Joyful, all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With the angelic host proclaim: “Christ is born in Bethlehem” Hark! The herald angels sing “Glory to the newborn King!”

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.

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 the incarnate Deity Pleased as man with man to dwell Jesus, our Emmanuel Hark! The herald angels sing “Glory to the newborn King!”

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.

Hail the heav’n-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son 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 newborn King!”

Silent Night

Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and child Holy infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace.

Away in a Manger

Away in a manger, No crib for His bed The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head The stars in the bright sky Looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay

Silent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight: Glories stream from heaven afar, heavenly hosts sing alleluia, Christ the Saviour is born, Christ the Saviour is born.

The cattle are lowing The poor Baby wakes But little Lord Jesus No crying He makes I love Thee, Lord Jesus Look down from the sky And stay by my side, â&#x20AC;&#x2DC;Til morning is nigh.

Silent night! Holy night! Son of God, loveâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s pure light Radiant beams from thy holy face, with the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me forever And love me I pray Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care And take us to heaven To live with Thee there

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Chapel A LIVING TRADITION Hillfield Strathallan College (HSC) has no formal religious affiliation, but for over a century, students and faculty have participated in regular non-denominational Chapel Assemblies. Recognizing the importance of community building, as well as the promotion of ethical behaviour and a shared sense of purpose, Chapel Assemblies involve students from all four schools and occur every Friday morning. Led by the Head of College and involving the Prefects, other students and members of the HSC community, Chapel Assemblies are important College traditions that take into account the cultural and religious diversity of our current community. They also provide us with a valuable opportunity to celebrate student accomplishments and to acknowledge important events in the life of the College. Special Chapel Assemblies, including Prefect Installation, Thanksgiving, Remembrance Day, Carol Service and other occasions highlight our school year.