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My soul cries out with a joyful shout,
That the God of my heart is great.
And my spirit sings of the wondrous things,
That you bring to the ones who wait.
You fixed your sight on your servant’s plight,
And my weakness you did not spurn,
So from east to west shall my name be blest.
Could the world be about to turn?
My heart shall sing of the day you bring,
Let the fires of your justice burn.
Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near,
And the world is about to turn.
From the halls of pow’r to the fortress tow’r,
Not a stone will be left on stone.
Let the king beware for your justice tears
Ev’ry tyrant from his throne.
The hungry poor shall weep no more,
For the food they can never earn;
There are tables spread, ev’ry mouth be fed,
For the world is about to turn.
My heart shall sing of the day you bring.
Let the fires of your justice burn.
Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near,
And the world is about to turn.
Though I am small, my God, my all,
You work great things in me.
And your mercy will last from the depths of the past,
to the end of the age to be.
Your very name puts the proud to shame,
And to those who would for you yearn,
You will show your might,
Put the strong to flight,
For the world is about to turn.
My heart shall sing of the day you bring.
Let the fires of your justice burn.
Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near,
And the world is about to turn.
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O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel,
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan’s tyranny;
From depths of hell Thy people save,
And give them victory over the grave.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
O come, Desire of Nations, bind
In one the hearts of all mankind;
Bid thou our sad divisions cease
And be thyself our King of Peace.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel.
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Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every 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 world, the Savior 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.
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.
And wonders of his love,
And wonders of his love,
And wonders, wonders of his love.
And wonders of his love,
And wonders of his love,
And wonders, wonders of his love.
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Sing we now of Christmas,
Noel sing we here!
Listen to our praises
To the Babe so dear.
Sing we Noel,
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas,
Sing we all, Noel!
Shepherds on the hillside
Heard the angels sing:
Glory, honor, praises
To the infant King.
Sing we Noel,
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas,
Sing we all, Noel!
In the town, they found him;
Son of Mary mild.
Sleeping in a manger
Was the Holy Child.
Sing we Noel,
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas,
Sing we all, Noel!
Wise men sought and found him,
Treasures did they bring;
Bowing down, they worshiped
Christ, the King of kings.
Sing we Noel,
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas,
Sing we all, Noel!
Sing we Noel,
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas,
Sing we all, Noel!
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Savior of the nations, come;
Show yourself, the virgin’s Son.
Marvel, heaven, wonder, earth,
That our God chose such a birth.
Not by human power or seed
Did the woman’s womb conceive;
Only by the Spirit’s breath
Was the Word of God made flesh.
Christ laid down his majesty,
Passed through dark Gethsemane.
Though he left his Father’s home,
Christ now sits on God’s own throne.
(Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
Christ in glory intercede
For your creature’s suffering need.
Let your resurrecting power
Soon complete the victory hour.
(Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
Praise to you, O Lord, we sing.
Praise to Christ, our newborn King!
With the Father, Spirit, one,
Let your lasting kingdom come.
(Hallelujah, Hallelujah)
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O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him born the King of angels.
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation,
Sing, all ye citizens of heav’n above;
Glory to God, glory in the highest.
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Child, for us sinners poor, and in the manger,
We would embrace thee, with love and awe;
Who would not love thee, loving us so dearly?
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning:
Jesus, to thee be glory giv’n;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing.
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord.
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him,
O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord
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Thou who wast rich beyond all splendor,
All for love's sake becamest poor;
Thrones for a manger didst surrender,
Sapphire paved courts for stable floor.
Thou who wast rich beyond all splendor,
All for love's sake becamest poor.
Thou who are God beyond all praising,
All for love's sake becamest man;
Stooping so low, but sinners raising,
Heav'nward by thine eternal plan.
Thou who are God beyond all praising,
All for love's sake becamest man.
Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Savior and King, we worship thee.
Emmanuel, within us dwelling,
Make us what thou wouldst have us be.
Thou who art love beyond all telling,
Savior and King, we worship thee.
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What child is this who, laid to rest,
On Mary’s lap is sleeping?
Whom angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring him laud,
The babe, the son of Mary.
Why lies he in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.
Nails, spear shall pierce him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The babe, the son of Mary.
So bring him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own him;
The King of kings salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone him.
Raise, raise a song on high;
The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born,
The babe, the son of Mary.
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Infant holy, infant lowly,
For his bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing, little knowing
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing,
Noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Christ,the Babe, is Lord of all!
Flocks were sleeping; shepherds keeping,
Vigil till the morning new.
Saw the glory, heard the story,
Tidings of a gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,
Praises voicing, greet the morrow:
Christ, the Babe, was born for you!
Christ, the Babe, was born for you!
Infant holy, infant lowly,
For his bed a cattle stall;
Oxen lowing, little knowing
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing,
Noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Swift are winging angels singing,
noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Swift are winging angels singing,
noels ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
Christ, the Babe, is Lord of all!
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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.
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The Season of Advent is a very special time for the community at Redeemer Pres. in Indianapolis. For the past 10+ years, our skilled musicians have led us in these (and many other) sacred songs that have been part of the Advent worship services at our church. And our gifted Liturgical Arts team is always creating visual art throughout the year. During Advent, they also invite the congregation to create pieces that are put up in our sanctuary, week by week.
For Advent 2020, the theme centers around Christ being the Great Shepherd and how we reflect his loving care as we lead and care for each other, as sheep in his flock. This year, as we mourn the loss of creating and worshiping together, we hope and pray that these songs and glimpses of art bring joyful worship in the midst of a sad and isolating time. May we be reminded of the eternal hope and the kingdom community of which Advent speaks.
Special thanks:
To the musicians & their families, who gave their time & gifts to help make this record happen. It was a joy to make music with you all!
Thanks also, to all of the Redeemer musicians & their families, who give their time & gifts to lead us in thoughtful & expectant worship each week. To the Liturgical Arts team at Redeemer, thank you for faithfully & prayerfully planning & creating art that engages all of our senses in worship and encourages us to create beauty where we are. And we are grateful to those who lent their contributions to the artwork for this album!
To the staff, leadership and community at Redeemer Presbyterian Church in Indy--we love you all and are so grateful for your support!
To Chris Weller and Mat Leffler-Schulman--for your timely work in helping to finish this project...thank you!!
To Amos, Flannery and Levi Partain, for your teamwork and flexibility that made it possible for us to work at the church and at home to make this album.
Thanks above all to our Heavenly Father for the gifts of Jesus, the arts and community. --Nathan and Sarah
released December 21, 2020
Musicians:
Andrew Christenberry bass; Ellen Christenberry viola;
Bethany Epple lead & background vocals; Wesley Lackey violin;
Phil Lofton percussion; Angellyn Norris piano;
Nathan Partain lead vocals and acoustic guitar; Sarah Partain lead & background vocals; Tom Peck mandolin, bass, acoustic & electric guitar; Kyle Ragsdale background vocals; Brett Sempsrott drums; Kylie Sempsrott lead & background vocals; Chris Weller bass; Dylan Zyrowski piano, organ & keyboard
Album art by: Erin Hall, Barb Knuckles, Lauren McElhaney, Flannery Partain, Sarah Partain, Katie Pourcho, Bethany Sanders, Chris Weller
Music Engineered by Alec Sturridge;
Mixed by Nathan Partain;
Mastered by Mat Leffler-Schulman;
Produced by Sarah & Nathan Partain
