The Cherry Tree Carol arr. David Willcocks (Kings’ College Choir)

Kings’ College Choir

 

The ballad relates an apocryphal story of the Virgin Mary, presumably while traveling to Bethlehem with Joseph for the census. In the most popular version, the two stop in a cherry orchard, and Mary asks her husband to pick cherries for her, citing her child. Joseph spitefully tells Mary to let the child’s father pick her cherries.
At this point in most versions, the infant Jesus, from the womb, speaks to the tree and commands it to lower a branch down to Mary, which it does. Joseph, witnessing this miracle, immediately repents his harsh words. The more contemporary versions sometimes end here, while others often include an angel appearing to Joseph and telling him of the circumstances of Jesus’s birth. Other versions then jump ahead several years, where the next verse picks up with Jesus on his mother’s lap, telling her of his eventual death and resurrection.

Joseph was an old man and an old man was he
When he married Mary in the land of Galilee. 

And as they were walking through an orchard so good, 
There were cherries and berries as red as any blood. 

O, then bespoke Mary with words so meek and mild, 
“Pluck me one cherry, Joseph, for that I am with child.”

“Go to the tree, then, Mary, and it shall bow to thee
And you shall gather cherries, by one, by two, by three.”

Then bowed down the highest tree unto our lady’s hand. 
“See!” Mary cried, “see, Joseph! I have cherries at command!”

“Go eat your cherries, Mary, go eat your cherries now. 
Go eat your cherries, Mary, that grow upon the bough.”

Then Mary plucked a cherry as red as any blood. 
Then Mary went she homewards all with her heavy load.

King`s College Choir, Cambridge – Joseph and Mary

King`s College Choir,

King`s College Choir, Cambridge – Joseph and Mary (arr Vaughan Williams, Cleobury)

Kings College Choir: On Christmas Night

Kings College Choir

On Christmas night all Christians sing 
To hear the news the angels bring 
On Christmas night all Christians sing 
To hear the news the angels bring 
News of great joy, news of great mirth 
News of our merciful 
King’s birth.

Then why should men on earth be sad 
Since our Redeemer made us glad 
Then why should we on earth be sad 
Since our Redeemer made us glad 
When from our sin, He set us free 
All for to gain our liberty.

When sin departs before Your grace 
Then life and health come in its place 
When sin departs before Your grace 
Then life and health come in its place 
Angels and men 
with joy may sing 
All for to see the 
newborn King.

All out of darkness we have light 
Which made the angels sing this night 
All out of darkness we have light 
Which made the angels sing this night 
Glory to God and peace to men 
Now and forevermore. Amen.”

King`s College Choir, Cambridge – God rest you merry gentlemen

King`s College Choir,

King`s College Choir, Cambridge – God rest you merry gentlemen (Carols from King 2001)

God rest, you merry gentlemen 
Let nothing you dismay 
Remember Christ our savior 
Was born on Christmas day 
To save us all from Satan’s pow’r 
When we were gone astray 

O tidings of comfort and joy 
Comfort and joy 
O tidings of comfort and joy 
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/peter+cetera/god+rest+you+merry+gentlemen_20767295.html ] 
From God our heavenly father 
A blessed angel came 
And unto certain shepherds 
Brought tidings of the same 
How that in Bethlehem was born 
The son of God by name 

O tidings of comfort and joy 
Comfort and joy 
O tidings of comfort and joy 

How that in Bethlehem was born 
The son of God by name 

O tidings of comfort and joy 
Comfort and joy 
O tidings of comfort and joy

When I Survey The Wondrous Cross : Choir Of Kings College, Cambridge

Choir Of Kings College

Isaac Watts’ wonderful hymn When I Survey The Wondrous Cross beautifully sung by the choir of Kings College, Cambridge to the lovely tune Rockingham. Splendid descants from the boys. 

When I Survey The Wondrous Cross Hymn
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did eer such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads oer His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

King’s College Choir: O Come All Ye Faithful

King’s College Choir

 

Oh, Come, All Ye Faithful

Oh, come, all ye faithful,
Joyful and triumphant!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him
Born the king of angels:
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.

Highest, most holy,
Light of light eternal,
Born of a virgin,
A mortal he comes;
Son of the Father
Now in flesh appearing!
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.

Sing, choirs of angels,
Sing in exultation,
Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God
In the highest:
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee,
Born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given!
Word of the Father,
Now in flesh appearing!
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Oh, come, let us adore him,
Christ the Lord