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PAGE 4,WEDNESDAY DECEMRER 21, 1983, WH ITBY FR EE PRESS, CHRISTMAS CAROL SECTION e e e e e >kto Bless ingstA 0, HOLY NIGHT! 0 holy night! the stars are brightly shining, It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth! Long lay the world in' sin and error pining, Tilileaperd and the soul feit its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorlous morn; Fail on your knees! O hear the angel voices! O, night divine! O night when Christ was' born; O, night divine! O,. night, O night divine! IIOIDAY! There's no better time to, wish our friends4 the besti Morry Christmasl * Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradie we stand. So, led by light of a star - sweetly gleaming, Here came the wise men from the Orient land. The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger, In ail our trials born to be our friend; He knows our needs, to our weaknesses no stranger; Behold, your King! Before Him lowly bend!. Behold your King, your King, before Him bend! Truly Hetaught us to love one aother; Ris law is love and Ris Gospel is Peace. Chains shahl He break, for the slave is our brother, And in His name ail oppression - shahl cease. Sweet hymns -of joy in grateful chorus raise we; Let ail within us praise His holy name! Christ is the Lord! Then ever praise we! R is pow'r and glory ever-more proclaim! Ris pow'r and glory ever-more proclaim! 1 HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY I heard the belîs on Christmas Day, Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat 0f peace on earth good will to men. I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of ail Christendom Had rolled'along th'unbroken song 0f peace on earth good will to men. And in despair 1 bowed rny head, "There is no peace on earth", I said, "For hate is strong, and mocks the song- 0f peace on earth good will to men. Then pealed the belis more loud and deep, God is flot dead, nor doth He sleep; The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, With peace on earth good will to men. Till, ringing, singing on its way, The world revolv'd from night to day, A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, 0f peace on earth good will to men. 4 * * .s *- '0 I