THE COLBORNE EXPRESS, COLBORNE, ONT., ' DECEMBER 16, 1948 It Came Upon The Midnight Clear It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, to touch their harps of gold, "Peace on earth* goodwill to men, from Heaven's gracious king" The world in solemn stillness lay, to hear the angels sing. THE FIRST NOBL Th* fir*t Noel th« angels did say Was to eertain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; la fields where they lay, a-keeping their sheep, On a cold winter's night that was so deep; Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born Is the King of Israel. They looked up above and saw a great star, Shining in the East, beyond them so far; And to all the earth it gave a great light. And so it continued both day and night, Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. O LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, the silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark street shineth the everlasting light, The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep, their watch of wond'ring love; O morning stars together, proclaim the Holy Birth, And praises sing to God the King, and peace to men on eart/h. GOD REST YE, MERRY GENTLEMEN God rest ye merry, gentlemen, let nothing you dismay, Remember, Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas Day, To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray, O tidings of comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy! fn Bethlehem, in Jewry, this blessed Babe was" born, And laid upon a manger upon this blessed morn, The which His Mother Mary, did nothing take in scorn, Q tidings of comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy! Now to the Lord sing praises, all you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood, each other now embrace, This holy tide of Christmas all others doth deface, 0 tidings of comfort and joy, 6 tidings of comfort and joy! AWAY IN A MANGER Away in a manger, no crib for His bed. The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head. The stars in the sky, looking down where he lajr The little Lord Jesus, asleep in the hay. The cattle are lowing, the poor babe awakes. But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes. I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky. And stay by my crib watching my lullaby. O HOLY NIGHT O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining, It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth; Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till lje appeared and the soul felt His worth; A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn, Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices, O night divine, O night when Christ was born; O night divine, O night, O night divine. GOOD KING WENCESLAS - Good King Wenceslas went out on' the Feast of Stephen. When the snow lay 'round about, deep and crisp and even; Brightly shone the moon that night, tho' the frost was cruel. When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter fuel. "Hither, page, and stand by me, If thou know'st 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" "Bering me flesh and bring me wine, bring me pine-logs hither: Thou and I will see him dine, when we bear them thither. Bage 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 on longer" Mark my footsteps my good page, tread thou in them boldly. Thou shalt feel the winter's rage freeze thy blood less coldly r 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 yourself find blessing. ffltxxp Cfcrfetma* anb JMppp J?eto Stat