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UT CAME UPON THE MIDNIGHT CLEAR It came upon the mridnight clear, That glorious song of old, Frorn angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold, "Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heav'ns algracious King.' The wôrld in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.Ï Stili thro' the dloyen skies they came, With peaceful wings unfurl'd. And stili their heav'nly music floats O'er ail the weary world*' Above its sad and lowly plains The bend on hov'ring wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. O ye, beneath lifè's crushing load, Whose forms are bendin g low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, Look now, for glad and golden hours Corne swi ftly. onthe wing, O rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing. For lo! the days are hast'ning on, By prophets, seen of old, When with the ever circling years, Shall corne the timne foretold, When the n ew heav'n and earth shahl own, The Prince of Peace their King, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. WHITBY FREE PRESS CHRISTMAS SUPPLEMENT, WEDNESDAY DECEMER19, 1979, PAGE 7 WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMASA W, WUsh ou àa MeuyChrismas, W. wish Youm mny Chrstinas We wuish àpou anryChmmtia and a happy MNe r. Good tidinga we bing Topyo. and pour kin; W. wish pou a meny Chsm And a happy New Tear. You bring u me '.gy pudding, Vou bring us smm. fig pudding, You, bning us -, efjgg pudding. And brîng somn out hbrn, Good tidinge etc. A IL$E.IIIGD hI<l Not a mrature ,~is stirring, the stockings are hung by the