Artist: London Philharmonic Orchestra & Choir
hallelujah chorus
comfort ye my people
and the glory of the lord
overture
for unto us a child is born
thus saith the lord of hosts
pastoral symphony
but who may abide the day of his coming
o thou that tellest good tidings to zion
glory to god in the highest
the people that walked in darkness
and he shall purify the sons of levi
behold a virgin shall conceive
there were shepherds abiding in the field
and with his stripes we are healed
he shall feed his flock like a shepherd
behold the lamb of god
the trumpet shall sound
all we like sheep have gone astray
he trusted in god that he would deliver him
i know that my redeemer liveth
he was despised
amen
thy rebuke hath broken his heart
since by man came death
let us break their bonds asunder
how beautiful are the feet
but thou didst not leave his soul in hell
worthy is the lamb that was slain
thou shalt break them with a rod of iron
why do the nations so furiously rage?
zadok the priest
kyrie
jerusalem
agnus dei
benedictus
sanctus
communio
angels we have heard on high
he was despised and rejected of men
rule britannia
he was cut off out of the land of the living
every valley shall be exalted
fairest lord jesus
onward christian soldiers
the god of abram praise
god of our fathers
battle hymn of the republic
crown him with many crowns
blest be the tie that binds
o god our help in ages past
all creatures of our god and king
i need thee every hour
jesus christ is risen today
o for a thousand tongues to sing
their sound is gone out into all lands
and the angel said unto them
silent night
abide with me
what child is this?
when i survey the wondrous cross
the first noel
just as i am
were you there
lacrimosa dies illa
praise god from whom all blessings flow
now thank we all our god
come thou almighty king
be thou my vision
rock of ages
amazing grace
how great thou art
deep river
praise to the lord the almighty
o fortuna
surely he hath borne our grief
dear lord and father of mankind
o sacred head now wounded
we plow the fields and scatter
his yoke is easy and his burthen is light
from every stormy wind that blows
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