Whitby Free Press, 14 Dec 1988, p. 40

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PAGE A8, WETBY FREE PRiESS, Chrlstmas Garais, DECEMBER 14, 1988 fIiîtgs We three Kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Foilowing yonder Star. Refrain O Star of Wonder, Star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, stiil proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Born a ing of Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown H-im again, King forever, ceasing neyer, Over us ail to reign. Frankçincense to offer have I Incense owns a Deity high, Pray and praismng, ail men rmisrng, Worship Hlm, God most High. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfuine Breathes a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. Glorious now behold Hlm arise, King and God and Sacrifice, Alleluia, Alleluia, Earth to the heavens replies. Warm Wishes Throughout îl This Holiday Season! 1717 Dundas St. E., Whitby Petroleum Since 1961 6838 Jw We at Barbeque Heaven would like to take this moment to JW JW thank you, our valued customer, for your patronage throughout Jw Sthe years and to extend a wish of happiness and safety -W JW throughout this holiday season. J Jw We would also like to inform you that we will be closed from qt JW December 24th until March 9th, 1989. J Jw Best Wishes from the J W mauigement and staff ai ,W W JW ~~Mi k~G~F ~fF~JD~L 'Twas in the morn of wintertiine, When all the birds had fled, That mighty Gitchi-Mani«tou Sent angel choirs instead;. Before their light the stars grew dim, And wond'ring hunters heard the hymn, Jesus your King is borýn, Jesus is born, In excelsis gloria. God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas day, To save us ail from Satan's power When we were gone astray; Refrain O tidings of comfort and joy. Comfort and joy,. O tidings of comfort and j oy. In Bethlehem, in Jewry, This blessed Babe was born, And laid within a manger, Upon this blessed morn; The which His mother Mary Did nothing take in scorn. From God, our heavenly Father, A blessed angel came; And unto certain shepherds Brought tidings of the saine; How that in Bethlehem was born The Son of God by Name. 'Fear not then,' said the angel, 'Let nothing you affright, This day is born a Saviour 0f a pure virgin bright, To free ail those who trust in Hlim From Satan's power and might.' The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding, In tempest, storm, and wind: And went to Bethlehem straightway, The Son of God to find. And when they came to Bethlehem Where our dear Saviour lay, The found Hlm in a manger, Where oxen feed on hay; His mother Mary kneeling down Unto the Lord did pray. Now to the Lord sing praises, Ail you within this place, And with true love and brotherhood Each other now embrace; This holy tie of Christmas Ail other doth deface. I '1'e 'T/re e

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