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Ohe (IIo% ýAndf he CIv The holly and the ivy, When they are both full grown, 0f ail the trees that arein the wood, The holly bears the crown. Refrain O the rising of the sun, The running of the deer, The playing of the merry organ, Sweet singing in the choir. The holly bears a blossom As white as lily f low'r, And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ, To be our sweet Saviour. Refrain 5ircilc't~ Silent night! Holy night!I Ail is calm, ail is bright; Round von Viroin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Sulent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight; Giories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing Haiielujah. Christ, the Saviour is born! Christ, the Saviour is born! Silent night! Hoiy night! Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams f rom Thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming g race, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth. Go00Jf ýK11 ('$ CIcnCe[si Good King Wenceslas looked out, On the Feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, Deep, and crisp, and even; Brightly shone the moon that night, Though the f rost 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' fou ntain. B ring me flesh and bring me wine, Bring me pine logs hither; Thou and 1 will see hlmn dine, When we bear them thither." Page and mon arch forth they went, Forth they went together; Through the rude wind's wild lament And the bitter weather. "Sire, the night is darker now And the wind blows stronger; Faiis my heari, 1 know not how; 1 can go no longer." "Mark my footsteps my good page, Tread thou in themn boldly, Thou shaît find the winter's rage Freeze thy blood less coldly." 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, Shaîl yourselves find blessings. 121 DUNDAS ST.E. WHITBY* 430-0880 We have a large seiccuion of CHRISTIAN BOOKS, BIBLES, MUSIC, VIDEOS, CARDS & GIFTS -.that will help you and your family enjoy the truc spirit of Christmas. "easons Greeti*ngs The staff of Osha wa Diing School extend toyou andyours, a safe, happy holidayseasonW <'OSHAWA DRI VING SCFIOOLM roQ 172 King St. E., Oshawa 728-0091 1 Christmas Carols 1 uide 13 ý4mý.0. - V .là