anno domini

  • Behold, a Branch is growing Of loveliest form and grace,
    As prophets sang, foreknowing; It springs from Jesse's race
    And bears one little flow'r In midst of coldest winter,
    At deepest midnight hour.

    Isaiah had foretold it In words of promise sure,
    And Mary's arms enfold it, A virgin meek and pure.
    Through God's eternal will This child to her is given
    At midnight calm and still.

    The shepherds heard the story Proclaimed by angels bright,
    How Christ, the Lord of glory, Was born on earth this night.
    To Bethlehem they sped And in the manger found him,
    As angel heralds said.

    This flow'r, so small and tender, With fragrance fills the air;
    His brightness ends the darkness That kept the earth in fear.
    True God and yet true man, He came to save his people
    From earth's dark night of sin.

    O Savior, Child of Mary, Who felt our human woes,
    O Savior, King of glory, Who conquered all our foes,
    Bring us at last, we pray, To the bright courts of heaven
    And to the endless day.

    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • “Speak to all Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them;

    Tell them that their sins I cover, That their warfare now is over."


    "Comfort, comfort all my people; Speak of peace," so says our God.
    "Comfort those who sit in darkness, Groaning from their sorrows' load.
    Speak to all Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them;
    Tell them that their sins I cover, That their warfare now is over."


    All their sins our God will pardon, Blotting out each dark misdeed;
    All that well deserve his anger He no more will see or heed.
    They have suffered many a day; Now their griefs have passed away.
    God will change their aching sadness Into ever-springing gladness.


    John the Baptist's voice is crying In the desert far and near,
    Calling people to repentance For the kingdom now is here.
    Oh, that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a way;
    Let the valleys rise to meet him And the hills bow down to greet him.


    Straighten out the crooked highway; Make the rougher places plain.
    Let your hearts be true and humble, Ready for his holy reign.
    For the glory of the Lord Now o'er earth is spread abroad,
    And all flesh shall see the token That his word is never broken.


    Text: public domain
    Tune: Koiné, Judas on Straight Street Publications

  • From heav'n above to earth I come
    To bear good news to ev'ry home;
    Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
    Whereof I now will say and sing:


    "To you this night is born a child
    Of Mary, chosen virgin mild;
    This little child of lowly birth
    Shall be the joy of all the earth.


    This is the Christ, our God most high,
    Who hears your sad and bitter cry;
    He will himself your Savior be
    From all your sins to set you free.


    "He will on you the gifts bestow
    Prepared by God for all below,
    That in his kingdom, bright and fair,
    You may with us his glory share.


    These are the signs which you shall mark:
    The swaddling clothes and manger dark.
    There you will find the infant laid
    By whom the heav'ns and earth were made."


    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • Hark the glad sound! The Savior comes,
    The Savior promised long;
    Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne
    And ev'ry voice a song.


    He comes the captives to release,
    In Satan's prison held.
    The gates of brass before him burst;
    The iron fetters yield.


    He comes the broken heart to bind,
    The bleeding soul to cure,
    And with the treasures of his grace
    To enrich the humble poor.


    Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
    Your welcome shall proclaim,
    And heav'n's eternal arches ring
    With your beloved name.


    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
    Let earth receive her King;
    Let ev'ry heart prepare him room
    And heav'n and nature sing,
    And heav'n and nature sing,
    And heav'n, and heav'n and nature sing.
    Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns!
    Let all 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.

    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • Mary, did you know
    That your baby boy will one day walk on water?
    Mary, did you know
    That your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?
    Did you know

    That your baby boy has come to make you new?
    This child that you’ve delivered

    Will soon deliver you
    Mary, did you know

    That your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?
    Mary, did you know

    That your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?
    Did you know
    That your baby boy has walked where angels trod?
    And when you kiss your little baby

    You’ve kissed the face of God
    The blind will see
    The deaf will hear
    And the dead will live again

    The lame will leap

    The dumb will speak

    The praises of the Lamb
    Mary, did you know

    That your baby boy is Lord of all creation?
    Mary, did you know

    That your baby boy will one day rules the nations?
    Did you know

    That your baby boy is heaven’s perfect Lamb?
    This sleeping child you’re holding
    Is the great “I Am!”

    Words and music by Buddy Greene and Mark Lowry.
    Copyright 1991, 1993 Word Music, Inc.(a div. of Word Music Group, Inc.)
    Rufus Music (Admin. by Gaither Copyright Management)

  • O holy night, the stars are brightly shining,
    It is the night of our dear Savior's birth.
    Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
    Till he appeared and the soul felt its 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!

    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • 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.


    For Christ is born of Mary, And, gathered all above,
    While mortals sleep, The angels keep Their watch of wond'ring love.
    O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth,
    And praises sing To God the King And peace to all the earth.


    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 glad tidings tell;
    Oh, come to us, Abide with us, Our Lord Immanuel!


    Text and Tune: public domain.

  • O Savior, rend the heavens wide;
    Come down, come down with mighty stride;
    Unlock the gates, the doors break down;
    Unbar the way to heaven's crown.


    O Morning Star, O radiant Dawn,
    When will we sing your morning song?
    Come, Son of God! Without your light
    We grope in dread and gloom of night.


    Sin's dreadful doom upon us lies;
    Grim death looms fierce before our eyes.
    Oh, come, lead us with mighty hand
    From exile to our promised land.


    There shall we all our praises bring
    And sing to you, our Savior King;
    There shall we laud you and adore
    Forever and forevermore.


    *Text: c 1969 Concordia Publishing House. Used by permission of CPH. Tune: public domain.

  • Of the Father's love begotten Ere the worlds began to be,
    He is Alpha and Omega, He the source, the ending he,
    Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see
    Evermore and evermore.

    Oh, that birth forever blessed When the virgin, full of grace,
    By the Holy Ghost conceiving, Bore the Savior of our race,
    And the babe, the world's Redeemer, First revealed his sacred face
    Evermore and evermore.

    This is he whom heav'n-taught singers Sang of old with one accord;
    Whom the Scriptures of the prophets Promised in their faithful word.
    Now he shines, the long-expected; Let creation praise its Lord
    Evermore and evermore.

    Let the heights of heav'n adore him, Angel hosts his praises sing,
    Pow'rs, dominions bow before him And extol our God and King.
    Let no tongue on earth be silent, Ev'ry voice in concert ring
    Evermore and evermore.

    Christ, to you, with God the Father, And the Spirit ceaselessly
    Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving And unending praises be,
    Honor, glory, and dominion And eternal victory
    Evermore and evermore.

    Text: Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, 348-c.413 abr,;
    tr. john M. Neale, 1818-66, st.1-4 alt,; Henry W. Baker, 1821-77, st. 5, alt.
    Tune: Plainsong melody, 13th century
    Setting: ©1982 Concordia Publishing House
    arr: Koiné

  • Of the Father's Love Begotten
    from Anno Domini

    This Christmas, Koiné is putting together a Playlist of the favorite Christmas songs. Day 4 of 10 is Of the Father's Love Begotten

  • 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.


    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 Savior holy.


    But our eyes at last shall see him Through his own redeeming love,
    For that child, so dear and gentle, Is our Lord in heav'n above,
    As he leads his children on To the place where he is gone.


    Not in that poor, lowly stable With the oxen standing by
    Shall we see him, but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high.
    Then like stars his children crowned, All in white, his praise will sound.


    Text and Tune: public domain

  • Once in Royal David’s City
    from Anno Domini

    This Christmas, Koiné is putting together a Playlist of the favorite Christmas songs. Day 2 of 10 is Once In Royal David's City.


  • 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.

    Silent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight.
    Glories stream from heaven afar; Heav'nly hosts sing, Alleluia;
    Christ, the Savior, is born! Christ, the Savior, is born!

    Silent night! Holy night! Son of God, love'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.

    Text: Franz Joseph Mohr, 1792-1848, abr.; tr. John F. Young, 1820-85
    Tune: Franz X. Gruber, 1787-1863, alt.
    arr. Koiné

  • Silent Night! Holy Night
    from Anno Domini

    This Christmas, Koiné is putting together a Playlist of the favorite Christmas songs. Day 3 of 10 is Once In Silent Night! Holy Night.