O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel . . O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan’s tyranny From depths of Hell Thy people save And give them victory o’er the grave Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel Shall come to thee, o Israel . . O come, Thou Day-Spring Come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here Disperse the gloomy clouds of night And death’s dark shadows put to flight Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel Shall come to thee, o Israel . . O come, Thou Key of David, come And open wide our heavenly home Make safe the way that leads on high And close the path to misery Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel Shall come to thee, o Israel . . O come, O come, Thou Lord of might Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height In ancient times did’st give the Law In cloud, and majesty and awe Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel Shall come to thee, o Israel . . Thirty-one-years, this has been an annual event and nine of those years, I sung in it. Four of the past years has been more than special than all the thirty something together because I have seen this event through pure eyes of worship. The Living Christmas Tree. It takes my breath away. Seeing it through the worship of Garrett and MrLane, my worship is pure, changed, expectant, grateful. They sing, lift hands, stand at the lighting of the cross for the Hallelujah Chorus. As each word rings in my ear of the sings sung, indeed, “Oh come Emmanuel and feel my heart with worship every moment of every day that I might be as a little child, expectant of Your coming.” #MerryChristmas #RitaHutchesonCobbs #TheLivingChristmasTree #fbchsv #GoSunday https://www.instagram.com/p/B6X0n_Anei_/?igshid=15mbx4l8luvib
