Your Name (Paul Baloche)
As morning dawns and evenings fades You inspire songs of praise That rise from earth to
As morning dawns and evenings fades You inspire songs of praise That rise from earth to
Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere; Go, tell it on the
The first Noel the angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as
This, this is Christ, the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring
Hark! The herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King Peace on earth and mercy mild
Joy to the world, the Lord has come Let Earth receive her King Let every heart
O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant! O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem!
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down His
It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the
O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see Thee lie! Above Thy deep and dreamless
Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and Child.
Do you hear what I hear? Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,Do you hear what I
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o’er the plains, And the mountains in reply