Coming in at No. 9, is the hauntingly beautiful "Lo how a rose e'er blooming"
If you aren't familiar with it, here is a version (press "play") by low brass instruments.
Here are the lyrics:
Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming from tender stem hath sprung,
Of Jesse's lineage coming, as saints of old have sung.
It came, a flow'ret bright, amid the cold of winter,when half-spent was the night.
Isaiah t'was foretold it, the Rose I have in mind.
With Mary we behold it, the virgin mother kind.
To show God's love aright, she bore to us a Savior,when half-spent was the night.
Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
dispel in glorious splendor the darkness everywhere.
True man, yet very God, from sin and death he saves us,and lightens every load.
It's certainly not as cheery a tune as some standbys, but truly a mesmerizing piece of music.
No. 10: Go tell it on the mountain
No. 9: Lo how a rose e'er blooming
No. 8: Friday