Il .1 WE THREE KINGS We three Kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field -and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star. Refrain 0 Star of wonder, Star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, stili proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light. Boni a king of Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing neyer, Over us ail to reign. Refrain Fr rankincense to offer have I, Inconse owns a Deity high, Pray and praising, alrnen raising, Worship I-m, God rnost Hligh. Refrain Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfurne Breathes a life of gathering gloorn; Sorrowing, sighing, bheeding, dying Seahed in the stone-coid tornb. Refrain Glorlous now behold Hir arise, King and God and Sacrifice, Alleluja, Alleluja, Earth to the heavens replies. IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR It came upon a midnight clear, That glorious song of old, Frorn angels bending near the Earth To touch their harps of gold. "Peace on the Earth, goodwill to mien, Prom heaven's all-gracious Kfing!" The world in solernn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. Stili through the dloyen skies they corne With peaceful wings unfurled, And stili their heavenly music floats O'er ahl the weary world; Above its sad and Iowly plains They bend on hovering wing And ever o'er it s babel sounds The blessed angels sing. And ye, beneath life's crushirigload, Whose forrns are bending low, Who toil along the clirnbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now! For glad and golden hours Corne swiftly on the wing; 0 rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sihg. For Io, the days are hastning on, By prophet bards foretold, When with the ever cirdling years, Cornes round the age of gold; When peace shahl over ail the Earth Its ancient spiendors fling, And the whole world give back the song Which now the angels sing. HURON CAROL 'Twas in the morn of wintertime, When ail the birds had fled, That mighty Gitchi-Manitou Sent angel choirs instead; Before their light the stars grew dim, And wond'ring hunters heard the hyrnn, Jesus your King is bomn Jesus is born,I excelsis gloria. [i Il -7-