This One’s for Aunt Joan (Andre Rieu, ‘Silent Night’)

Oh, how my aunts loved this guy! Back when everyone was still alive, and the whole family gathered for Christmas at their house–that wonderful house, that the orcs tore down this year–you’d never fail to find them watching Andre Rieu on TV. So I can’t listen to his music without my heart being filled with loving memories.

So Aunt Joan is the last one left, still in the nursing home, unable to show a sign of taking any notice: and this one’s for her. Patty and I, my dear, we will remember for you.

‘We Three Kings’ (Celtic Woman)

I hope you enjoy this slightly unusual rendition of the traditional carol, We Three Kings: by Celtic Woman, with a bagpipe intro. The thing to remember is that Christmas is for every kindred, every tribe: for of one blood God made all the nations of the world.

Christmas is almost here–so let’s have your Christmas hymn requests.

‘What Child Is This?’ (Chris Tomlin)

Getting back to the main business at hand–never mind that other news, this is the real news, the good news: Christ is come in the flesh.

This version of What Child Is This?, by Chris Tomlin, sweet and reverential, also includes guitar chord diagrams, so if you want to strum along, and have a guitar handy, you’re in business.

And please do feel free to request any Christmas hymn you want to hear!

‘Adeste Fideles’ (Bing Crosby, 1942)

Think what it meant to sing this Christmas carol in 1942.

The United States and Britain were losing World War II. France was conquered. the next Germany offensive was expected to finish off Russia. No one would have been much doubted, if he predicted that no one but bloodthirsty dictators would come out of this war on top: a world given over to Hitler, Stalin, Mussolini, the Japanese warlords, Mao Tse-tung. Lights out.

This is the world into which Jesus Christ entered in the flesh. Because God intervenes in history, the lights that went out in 1942 were turned back on. Because Jesus Christ is King of Kings and Lord of Lords, we dare to sing to celebrate His birth, we dare to hope, we defy the powers of this fallen world.

Sing, sing, and sing louder!

By Request, ‘Joy to the World’

Isaac Watts composed the words for this in 1719, and Georg F. Handel the music in 1836–so Joy to the World has been proclaiming the joy of Christmas for a good long time, and will continue for a good long time to come.

Requested by Laura–and I wish I could’ve discovered the name of the choir performing this, so I could give them credit.

King Wenceslas Requests Your Requests

Hi, King Wenceslas here, filling in for Lee on his blog. Okay, I wasn’t really a king, I was a duke of Bohemia over a thousand years ago and was promoted to king posthumously. I was also promoted to saint. Well, I hardly know what to say about that. I did my best, just like the rest of you: and if a lot of people liked it, and My Lord was pleased, then I’m gratified.

Anyway, I’m here to invite you to send in your hymn requests so we can post them here–especially if you haven’t done it before. I agree with the Leester: this deepens our fellowship. We can’t sing together in cyberspace, but we can all listen together. And that’s a good thing–not just for Christmas-time, but for all the year round.

So I’ve said my piece, and have but to add that I’ve enjoyed the way the Irish Rovers have sung this song about me–even if it is just a little embarrassing to hear a song about oneself. But it’s really about Christmas, and the Christmas spirit, so that makes it worth hearing.

‘Come, All Ye Shepherds’

From the land of Good King Wenceslas–who wasn’t actually a king, but certainly a saint–comes this traditional Czech carol, Come, All Ye Shepherds. Performed by the Canto Deo Festival Choir. Suggested by Erlene.

Why do I ask you to request hymns? Folks, it’s not because I can’t think of any. No–I like you to request hymns because I think it deepens our fellowship. We can’t sing together, but we can certainly listen together. Besides, this way, each of us gets to hear a lot of wonderful hymns we haven’t heard before–or lovingly revisit old favorites.

So, come on! In a few more days it’ll be Christmas. Let’s rally ’round it!

‘ All Glory Be to God on High’

Another carol I’d never heard before, All Glory Be to God on High–arranged by Neal Ramsay, using authentic musical instruments from the Middle Ages (you know I have a soft spot for medieval music).

Suggested by Erlene, and I hope this is the one she had in mind. I do like the spirit of this piece!

God’s Style

Allow me to share with you a selection from one of my favorite chapters in the Bible, I Corinthians 1.

For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved, it is the power of God. For it is written, I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent.

Where is the wise? where is the scribe? where is the disputer of this world? hath not God made foolish the wisdom of this world?…

But unto them which are called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God, and the wisdom of God. Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men, and the weakness of God is stronger than men.

For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble are called: but God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise, and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; and base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: that no flesh should glory in his presence..  (verses 18-29)

God looked down on this world, the tyrants and their mighty armies, the cruelty, the slavery, the sin that lurks within the heart of every human being–and He sent a baby in a manger to deal with it.

Who knows less, and is more foolish, than a newborn baby? Who is weaker than a baby? Who less likely to overcome the Roman Empire? Who less likely to fulfill thousands of years’ worth of prophecies?

Satan bet everything he had: empires, armies, cruel tyrants, the wise men of the world, the cleverest lawyers, the infinite amount of money, false beliefs, delusions, lies, and the whole bright show of power. Bet it all. And God said, “I’ll see all that, and raise you a baby in a manger.” And Satan laughed at first, laughed himself crazy.

But he isn’t laughing now.

And Satan is busted, broke, defeated, done for. He just hasn’t admitted it yet.

‘Infant Holy, Infant Lowly’

I never heard this carol before–Infant Holy, Infant Lowly. Sung here, a capella, by the McMakens. I’m always amazed by the way some people can actually use the human voice as a musical instrument… maybe because I can’t.

Suggested by Heidi, and thanks for the tip.