A Little More Christmas Music: ‘Gaudete’

The lyrics are in Latin, but all you really need to know is that it means “Rejoice! Christ is born!”

Sung by the Mediaeval Baebes–you might want to turn up the volume on this one.

We’re still taking requests for Christmas hymns, so don’t be shy.

By Request, ‘The Holly and the Ivy’

Phoebe asked for this, one of her favorites: The Holly and the Ivy–one of mine, too. Sung by Mediaeval Baebes.

A Hymn for Sailors, ‘Salva Nos’

I don’t know if Salva Nos, by the Mediaeval Baebes, is an authentic medieval hymn. But I do know that even the oldest hymn was new, once. Anyway, what could be more timeless than “Save us, O Star of the Sea and Queen of Heaven”?

Nor do we forget Who it was who stood up when the waves tossed and the boat began to fill with water, and bid the wind be still, and the water be at peace: and so it was (Mark 4). When Jesus Christ bids the sea be still, it is still.

‘The Holly and the Ivy’ (another version)

I must be getting soppy in my old age. These Christmas hymns, and the whole idea of Christmas, stir me now as they haven’t since I was a very little boy.

This is The Holly and the Ivy with what I think is the more familiar melody, sung by the Mediaeval Baebes. The running of the deer…

The other night, just before bedtime, Robbie looked out the window and started growling, being the watchcat. I couldn’t see anything because of reflections, so I had to open the window. And there, standing just ten feet away, was a lovely big deer. I’ve been here 40 years, and that’s the first time that’s happened. I choose to think of it as a harbinger of Christmas.

Dear Father in Heaven, give this Christmas season of 2017 the power to draw people’s hearts to Jesus Christ, our natural and rightful Lord, as never before! In Jesus’ name, amen.

‘The Holly and the Ivy’

I have to go out and try to finish my Christmas shopping, but first a hymn: The Holly and the Ivy, sung by Mediaeval Baebes. I hope this old, old carol will get you in the mood to ask for more.

And please don’t anybody fall into the trap of thinking that any of the beauties of the natural world–holly, ivy, deer, a crisp clear winter morning–are anything but witnesses to the glory, the goodness, the wisdom, and the love of the God who created them. The only God–who sent His only begotten Son into this world in the flesh, Jesus Christ the Son of God… to save it.

Carol, ‘We Three Kings’

I think I’ve caught up on reader requests with this one, We Three Kings by Mediaeval Baebes. Somewhere along the way I’d like to find a version sung by men with deep voices, but this one’s nice.

This is one we always used to sing in Sunday school. Hey, remember when we sang Christmas carols in public school?

Those were better days than these.