Carols at the Green

Presented by Encounter Church

Welcome one and all to Carols at the Green. From all of us here at Encounter Church, we wish you a very merry Christmas and God’s richest blessings into the new year. If you wish to connect with us further, don’t hesitate to find us on your favourite social media platform or at our website www.encounterchurch.org.au.


o come let us adore him

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

O come all ye faithful come let us adore Him
O come all ye faithful come let us adore Him

Sing choirs of angels sing in exultation
Sing all ye citizens of heav’n above
Glory to God glory in the highest

O sing hallelujah come let us adore Him
O sing hallelujah come let us adore Him

Yes, Lord we greet Thee, born this happy morning
Jesus to Thee be all glory giv’n
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing

O come all ye faithful come let us adore Him
O come all ye faithful come let us adore Him
O sing hallelujah He alone is wor – thy
O sing hallelujah He alone is wor – thy


Hark the Herald Angels 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 angelic host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem!

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 God head 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.

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.

Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn King.


The First NOel

The first Noel the angels 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

Noel Noel Noel Noel
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

Noel Noel Noel Noel
Born is the King of Israel

And by the light of that same star
Three wise men came from country far
To seek for a king was their intent
And to follow the star wherever it went

Noel Noel Noel Noel
Born is the King of Israel


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

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


Away in a manager

Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

The cattle are lowing the Baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus no crying He makes
I love Thee Lord Jesus look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle ’til morning is nigh

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 fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there
And fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there


What child is this

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 Christian 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 myrh,
come peasant king, to own Him
The King of kings salvation brings;
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise the song on high; The virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy for Christ is born, the Babe, the Son of Mary.

This, this is Christ the King,
whom shepherds guard and angels sing.
Haste, haste to bring Him laud, the Babe, the Son of Mary.
The Babe the Son of Mary.


O holy night

O Holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
‘Til 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 when Christ was born!

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 is 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 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 pow’r and glory ever more proclaim!
His pow’r and glory ever more proclaim!

Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, divine, oh night, O night divine!


Joy to the world

Joy to the World
Joy to the world! The Lord is come
Let earth receive her King!
Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room!
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven and nature sing,
And heaven, and heaven and nature sing.

Joy to the earth! 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.

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, and wonders, of His love.


We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year

Good tidings we bring
To you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
And a happy New Year