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WHITBY FREE PRESS, MONDAY, DECEMBER 24, 1984, PAGE 13 UP ON THE HOUSE TOP ANGELS FROM THE REALMS OF GLORY Anigels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaims Messiah's birth. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ the newborn King. Shepherds in the fields abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night, God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant light. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ the newborn King. Sages, leave your contemplations, Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great Desire of nations Ye have seen His natal star. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ the newborn King. Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending In His temple shall appear. Come and worship, come and worship, Worship Christ the newborn King. Up on the housetop reindeer pause, Out jumps good old Santa Claus; Down thro' the chimney with lots of toys, All for the little ones, Christmas joys. First comes the stocking of little Nell; Oh, dear Santa fill it well; Give her a dollie that laughs and cries One that will open and shut her eyes. Chorus Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go! Ho, ho, ho! Who wouldn't go! Up on the housetop click, click, click, Down thro' the chimney with good Saint Nick. ffl christýlmaS m