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Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith


Информация
Настоящее имя Michael Whitaker Smith
Дата рождения 7 октября 1957 г.
Откуда Kenova, West Virginia, USA
Жанры Contemporary Christian music
Christian Rock
Pop
Годы 1983—н.в.
Лейблы Reunion Records
См. также Amy Grant
Chris Rice
Steven Curtis Chapman
Сайт Website



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Christmas (1989)
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First Snowfall (instrumental)
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The Voice
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Silent Night (instrumental)
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Music: Michael W. Smith

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo
Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo

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Text: Latin humn (translation by Frederick Oakeley)
Music: John Francis Wade
Arr: Michael W. Smith and Ronn Huff

Sing choirs of angels
Sing in exultation
O sing all ye citizens of heav'n above
Glory to God
Glory in the highest
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Christ the Lord

Yea Lord we greet Thee
Born this happy morning
Jesus to Thee be all glory giv'n
Word of the Father
Now in flesh appearing

O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
O come let us adore Him
Christ the Lord

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Words: Amy Grant and Bev Darnall
Music: Michael W. Smith

Lux venit lux venit
Lux venit sursum corda
Lux venit lux venit arise
Shine for your light has come
By sword by flame
in death solemn ages passed
And voices young
Grow old weary
Holding fast
Hope for the dawning

Lux venit lux venit
Lux venit sursum corda
Lux venit lux venit arise
Shine for your light has come

In grace in might
The babe lay in stable stark
Redemptions's light
Pierces through the shadows dark
Alleluia

Lux venit lux venit
Sursum corda
Lux venit lux venit arise
Shine for your light has come

Lux venit lux venit
Lux venit sursum corda
Lux venit lux venit arise
Shine for your light has come

Alleluia

Lux venit: "The light has come"
Sursum corda: "look upwards hearts"

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Words: Gloria Gaither
Music: Michael W. Smith

In the space of the beginning
Was the living Word of Light
When this Word was clearly spoken
All that came to be was right
All creation had a language
Words to say what must be said
All day long the heavens whispered
Signing words in scarlet red

Some failed to understand it
So God spoke His final Word
On a silent night in Judah's
Hills a baby's cry was heard

"Glory!" sang the angel chorus
"Glory!" echoed back the night
Love has come to walk among us
Christ the Lord is born this night

All creation sing His praises
Earth and heaven praise His name
All who live come join the chorus
Find the words His love proclaim

Find the words His love proclaim

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First Snowfall

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Words: Michael W. Smith, Deborah D. Smith, and Elizabeth L. Jones
Music: Michael W. Smith

Christ the Messiah
Savior
Christ the Messiah
Jesus
Emmanuel Emmanuel
Emmanuel Emmanuel
Our God is with us now

Christ the Messiah
God is with us
Savior
Our Redeemer Comes

Christ the Messiah
Angels sing it
Jesus
Our Redeemer comes

Emmanuel Emmanuel
Emmanuel Emmanuel
Emmanuel

And the glory of the Lord rises now upon you
And the glory of the Lord rises now upon you
And the glory of the Lord rises now upon you

Christ the Messiah
God is with us
Savior
Our Redeemer Comes

Christ the Messiah
Angels sing it
Jesus
Our Redeemer comes

Emmanuel Emmanuel
(Emmanuel Our God is with us)
Emmanuel Emmanuel
Our God is with us now

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Words: Amy Grant
Music: Michael W. Smith

No eye had seen
No ear had heard
'Til hosts on high
Proclaimed the birth
And heav'n brough down
(Quietly with no one watching)
Its only child
(From the womb of perfect peace)
The son of man
(Wellspring of our joy delivered)
The world reconciled
(Into earthly destiny)

And song broke forth
Angelic strain
And none could help
But sing the name

Emmanuel
(Kyrie eleison we sing)
Emmanuel
(Glory to the newborn King)
Emmanuel
(Mortal and immortal voices)
Emmanuel
(Endless praises echoing)

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Words: Wayne Kirkpatrick
Music: Michael W. Smith

All is well all is well
Angels and men rejoice
For tonight darkness fell
Into the dawn of love's light
Sing A-le
Sing Alleluia
All is well all is well
Let there be peace on earth
Christ is come go and tell
That He is in the manger
Sing A-le
Sing Alleluia

All is well all is well
Lift up your voices and sing
Born is now Emmanuel
Born is our Lord and Savior
Sing Alleluia
Sing Alleluia
All is well

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The Voice

Follow the footsteps
Or travel down your own road
Designing your fate
Hear what your heart says
Still you decide which way to go
Your life's an open gate

(CHORUS)
'Le bon et 'le mal
These are the voices
We nous somme liberti'
We make the choices

Echoes of laughter
Dancing in distant corridors
With the tears of hearts undone
Dreams we chase after
Give us the key to any door
We are what we become

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Holding and reaching
We face the calm, we face the fear
As we learn to win and love
Voices and speaking
Still we hear what we want to hear
Our life is ours to choose

Chorus


Good King Wenceslaus

Good King Wenceslaus looked out on the feast of Stephen.
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.

Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.

Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither
Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them thither
Page and monarch forth they went, forth they went together
Through the rude winds wild lament, and the bitter weather.

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.
Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master's steps he trod where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed
Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.


Hark the Herald Angels Sing

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echo back their joyus strains

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Come to Bethlehem and see
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Him whose birth the angels sing
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn king

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Angels we have heard on high
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth
With us sing our Savior's birth

Gloria O Gloria in exelsis Deo (x8)

Alleluia



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The Voice

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Good King Wenceslaus looked out on the feast of Stephen.
When the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even.
Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel.

Hither page and stand by me if thou knowst it telling
Yonder peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint Agnes' fountain.

Bring me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pinelogs hither
Thou and I will see him dine when we bear them thither
Page and monarch forth they went, forth they went together
Through the rude winds wild lament, and the bitter weather.

Sire the night is darker now, and the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how, I can go no longer.
Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master's steps he trod where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod which the saint had printed
Therefore Christian men be sure, wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor, shall yourselves find blessing.



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Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
And the mountains in reply
Echo back their joyus strains

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Come to Bethlehem and see
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Him whose birth the angels sing
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn king

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo (x4)

Angels we have heard on high
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth
With us sing our Savior's birth

Gloria O Gloria in exelsis Deo (x8)

Alleluia




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Text: Traditional French Carol
Music: Michael W. Smith
(Additional lyrics adapted from the song, "Angels We Have Heard on High")

Angels we have heard on high
Sweetly singing o'er the pains
And the mountains in reply
Echo back their joyous strains
Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo

Come to Bethlehem and see
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Him whose birth the angels sing
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Come adore on bended knee
Christ the Lord the newborn King

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo

Angels we have heard on high
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Sweetly singing o'er the plains
(Gloria O sing Gloria)
Jesus Lord of heav'n and earth
With us sing our Savior's birth

Gloria O Gloria in excelsis Deo

Alleluia

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Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth "



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