by Sufjan Stevens on album Silver & Gold
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended That we to judge thee have in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected O most afflicted For me, kind Jesus, was thine incarnation Thy morta
by Sufjan Stevens on album I Am Santa’s Helper: Songs for Christmas, Volume 7
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended That we to judge thee have in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected O most afflicted For me, kind Jesus, was thine incarnation Thy mortal sorro
by Sufjan Stevens on album I Am Santa’s Helper: Songs for Christmas, Volume 7
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended That we to judge thee have in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected O most afflicted For me, kind Jesus, was thine incarnation Thy mortal sorro
by Sufjan Stevens on album I Am Santa’s Helper: Songs for Christmas, Volume 7
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended That we to judge thee have in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected O most afflicted For me, kind Jesus, was thine incarnation Thy mortal sorro
by Sufjan Stevens on album Illinois
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by Sufjan Stevens on album The Greatest Gift
I'm drawn to the blood The flight of a one-winged dove How? How did this happen? How? How did this happen? The strength of his arm The father of my last child How? Head of a rabbit How? Head of a rab
by Sufjan Stevens on album The Greatest Gift
I'm drawn to the blood The flight of a one-winged dove How? How did this happen? How? How did this happen? The strength of his arm My lover caught me off guard How? Head of a rabbit How? Head of a ra
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope the
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee There is a sign at the sight of theee, Merciful and mighty God in three Persons, God in three Persons, Blessed Tri
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee There is a sign at the side of Thee, merciful and mighty God in three persons, God in three persons, blessed trinit
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabelle Bring a torch, come swiftly and run Christ is born, tell the folk of the village Jesus is sleeping in his cradle Ah, ah, beautiful is the mother Ah, ah, beautiful is
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
The first Noel the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay a-keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel Bor
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
One mother rises Pulling the sheets from the crib All the disguises Wandering stars, what she did All the king's horns All the kings men Saddled and worn Raise the dead Holy, an infant He came to rais
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Going outside Shoveling snow in the driveway, driveway Taking our shoes Riding a sled down the hillside, hillside Can you say what you want? Can you say what you want to be? Can you be what you want?
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Come Thou fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy, never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise Teach me some melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Praise
by Sufjan Stevens on album Sufjan Stevens: Songs for Christmas
Put the lights on the tree (Put them on the tree, put them on the tree) Put the ribbon on the wreath (Put it on the wreath, put it on the wreath) And call your grandma on the phone (Call her on the p
by David Crowder Band on album A Collision
[Sufjan Stevens Cover] O God, hold me now O Lord, hold me now There's no other man who could raise the dead So do what You can to anoint my head O God, where are you now? O Lord, say somehow