Whitby Free Press, 23 Dec 1985, p. 28

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PAGE 28 MONDAY, DI3CEMBER 23, 1985 WIIITBY FREE PRESS 0 LITTLE TOWN 0F BETHLEHEM 0 littie town of Bethlehem, How silentiy how siiently, Haw stili we see thee lie!l The wondrous gift is givefl1 Abave thy deep and dreamless sleep Sa God imparts ta humian hearts The sulent stars go by; The blessings af his heaven. Yet in thy dark streets shineth No ear may hear his coming; The everlasting Light;- But in this worid of sin, The hopes and fears of ail the years Where meek sauls wiii receive Him, stili Are met in thee tonight. The dear Christ enters in. For Christ is born of Mary; O Holy Chiid of Bethlehem, And gathering ail abave, Descend ta us, we pray;iy While martais sleep, the angeis keep Cast out our sin, and enter in; Their watch of wondering lave. Bc born in us today. O morning stars, together We hear the Christmas angels Proclaim the haiy birth, The great glad tidings tell; WE THREE KINGS And praises sing ta Gad the King, O came to us, abide with us, 0F ORIENT ARE And peace ta men on earth. Our Lard Emmanuel. We three Kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain,, Foliowing yonder Star. O Star of Wonder, Star of night, Star with rayai beauty bright, Westward leading, stili proceeding, Guide us ta Thy perfect iight. 'i t Born a king of Bethiehem's plain, Goid I bring ta crown Him again, King farever, ceasing neyer, Over us ail ta reign. Frankincense ta offer have 1 * Incense owns a Deity high, Pray and praising, ail men raising, Warship Him, God most High. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume Breathes a life af gathering giaom; Sorrawing, sighing, bieeding, dying Seaied in the stane-coid tomb. Glaons naw behoid Him arise, King and Gad and Sacrifice, 4.-.uia Alleluia, Earth ta the heavens replies.

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