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Sunday, December 21, 2025

Sunday Drive: O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

Emmanuel means "God is with us."

The ancient hymn as performed by Enya in English and Latin, with stunning choral effects:


The Lessons Appointed for Use on the

Fourth Sunday of Advent

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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Sunday Drive: Journey of the Angels


The LORD rebuilds Jerusalem; he gathers the exiles of Israel. 
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. 
He counts the number of the stars and calls them all by their names. 
The LORD lifts up the lowly, but casts the wicked to the ground.
He is not impressed by the might of a horse;
he has no pleasure in the strength of a man; 
But the LORD has pleasure in those who fear him, 
in those who await his gracious favor.


In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through him, and without him not one thing came into being. What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.

And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father's only son, full of grace and truth.

From his fullness we have all received grace upon grace. The law indeed was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. No one has ever seen God. It is God the only Son, who is close to the Father's heart, who has made him known.




Somewhere in a winter night
The angels begin their flight;
Dark skies with miles to go,
No footsteps to be lost in snow.

They fly to you, O new-born king
They fly to you, oh angels sing

One is sorrow, one is peace
One will come to give you sleep
One is comfort, one is grief
One will take the tears you weep

New star in a midnight sky
In heaven all the angels fly

Soft wings so true and all things
They will give to you

Somewhere in a winter night
The angels begin their flight

Tonight all sing
Oh angels, a new-born king

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Lovelight: Stars and Midnight Blue




Sunday Drive: O Come, O Come Emmanuel



Advent II

The voice of one crying out in the wilderness: "Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.  Every valley shall be filled, and every mountain and hill shall be made low, and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough ways made smooth; and all flesh shall see the salvation of God."

Those who sowed with tears will reap with songs of joy. Those who go out weeping, carrying the seed, will come again with joy, shouldering their sheaves.
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