PAGE B6, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 21,1977, WHITBY FREE PRESS 0 LITTLE TOW'N 0F BETHLEHEM O littie town of Bethlehem# How stili we see thee lie! Above thy deep anddreamiess sieep The sulent stars go by; Yet ln thy dark streets shlneth The everlastiflg Light;, The hopes and fears of ai l the years Are mnet ln thee tonight. For Christ Is born of Mary; And gathering ail above, Wbile mortais sieep,.theangeis keep Theirwatch of wondering love. 0 morning stars;, together Proclaim the hoiy birth, And praises sing to God the KIng, And peace to men on earth. How silently how silentiy, The wondrous glft.is giveni So God lmparts to human hearts Theblessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his corning.; But ln this worid. of sin, Where meek souis wili. receive Hlm, Stijl The dear Christ enters ln. 0 HoIy Child of Bethiehern, Descend to us,, we pray;, Cast out our sin, and enter ln; Be born ln us today. We hear ,thê Chrlstmas-angeis The great glad tldings tell; O corne to us, ab Ide with us,. Our Lord Emmanuel.' ANGELS FROM'THE REALMS 0F, GLORY M.gels frorn the realms âf glory, wing your flight o'er ail the earth; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaimn Messiah's birth; Corne and worship, corne and worship, Worship Christ, the new born King. THE SPIRIT 0F CH-RISTMAS PULLOIJT SECTION Corne and worship, corne and worship, Worship Christ, the.new-born King. Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar; Seek the great'Desire of nations; Ye haveseen His natal star*, Corne and worship, corne à nd worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. Saints, before the altar bending, Watching long' in hope and fear, Suddeniy the Lord,, descending, In His temple shahl appear; Corne and worship, corne and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born . King. AWAY IN A MANGER Away inh a manger, No crib for a beci, The littie Lord Jesus Laid dawn His sweet, head. The stars in the bright sky Look down wheré He iay, The littie Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay. The cattie are lowing The Baby awalkes, But littie Lord Jesus No crying He makes 1 love Thee, Lord Jesus; Look down f rom the sky, And stay by my side Until morning is nigh. Shepherds, in the f ields abidingi Be near me Lord Jesus, Watching o'er your f iocks by night, 1 ask Thee to stay God with man is now residing, Close by me for ever, Yonder shines the infant Light; Adlv e ry 0 -4ÎBiess ali the dear chiidren In Thy tender care, And fit us for Heaven-,ý * To live with Thee there.' May the Christmas Season be a memorable and joyous rime filled with blessîn2ys and love for ail. GOLDEN GATE RESTAU RANT 107 Brock St. S. Whitby 668-8321