Q)ncc W!Il gy[ Cfavld's C!t' Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed. Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her littile Child. He came down to earth f rom heaven Who is God and Lord of ail, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall, With the poor and mean and lowly Lived on earth our Saviour holy. CFistians, .À,yakc Christians awake! Salute the happy morn Whereon the Saviour of man-kind was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son. Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herà ld's voice, 'Behold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth To you and ail the nations upon earth; This day hath God fulfilled His promised word; This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord'. He spake, and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy unknown before conspire The praises of redeeming love they sang And heaven's whole orb with allelulas rang God's highest glory was their anthem still Peace upon earth, and unto men good will To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shepherds ran, To see the wonder God had wrought for man, And found with Joseph and the Blessed Maid, Her son, the Saviour, in a manger laid; Then to their flocks, still praising God, return, And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn. O may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind; Trace we the Babe who has retrieved our loss From His poor manger to His bitter cross. Tread in His steps assisted by His grace Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. Then may we hope the angelic hosts among To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song. He that was born upon this joyful day Around us ail His glory shall display, Saved by His love, incessant we shal sing Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King. ohe CFhristm1as Son (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose, Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe Help to make the season bright. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglôw Will find it hard to sleep tonight. They know that Santa's on his way;h He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh And ev'ry mother's child is gonna spy To see if reindeer really know how to fly. And so I'm offering this simple phrase To kids from one to ninety-two. Altho' it's been said many times, Many ways "Merry Christmas to you." cWiM[e Se icpherds GXVcWtchecd cira&[ocks While shepherds watched their flocks by night, Ali seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down And glory shone around. "Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread Had seized their troubled minds). "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind." "To you in David's town this day Is born of David's line The Saviour who is Christ, the Lord, And this shall be the sign." "The heav'nly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands And in a manger laid." Thus spoke the Seraph and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song. Al glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace, God will hence forth from heav'n to men, Begin and never cease 14 Whitby Free Press - Dec 1/93