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CANTIQUE DE NOEL @ HOLY NIGHT) * (Key in D Fiat) ee brightly gz, Tt te the night of the dear Saviour's birth; Long lay the world in sin and emer piling, : Tul He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn; Felli on your knees. Oh, hear the angel voices! A night divine O night when Christ was born! © night, O holy night, O might divine! Let by the light of faith serenely beaming, 'With glowing hearts by his cradle we stand; #0 led by light of a star sweetly gleaming, -- Here came the wise men from Orient land. The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our friend; He knows our need, To our weakness is no stranger. Behold your King, before Him lowly bend! Truly He taught us to love one another; His law is love, and his gospel is peace; Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother, And in His name oppression shall cease, Sweet hymns of joy im grateful chorus raise we, Lat all within us praise His holy name; Christ is the Lord, Oh, praise His name for ever! His pow'r and glory ever more proclaim! His pow'r and glory ever more prociaim! GOOD KING WENCELAS Good King Wenceslas looked out, On the Feast of Stephen, When the snow lay round about, Deep and crisp at even; Brightly shone the moon that night, Though the frost was cruel, When @ poor man came in sight, Gathering winter fuel. "Hither, page, and stand by me, Yonder peasant, who it he? Where and what his dwelling? "Sire, he lives a good league hence, Underneath the mountain, Right against the foresi-fence, By Saint Agnes' Fountain." "Bring me flesh, and bring me wine, Bring me pine-logs hither; Thou and fF will see him dine, When we bear them thither.' Page and monarch, forth they If thou know'st it, telling, 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; Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer." "Mark my footsteps, my good page Tread thou in them boldly: Thou shalt 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, Shall yourselves find blessing. IT CAME UPON THE MIDNIGHT .CLEAR It came.upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold; "Peace on earth, goodwill to men Frem heaven's all gracious King." The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. Still through the cloven skies they come With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all-the weary world; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds bebe dea lees fag Bea tea Sea fg Dea lea ee tee TO YOU Our Many Friends and Customers of WHITBY AND DISTRICT WE EXTEND OUR SINCERE WISHES for A VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS and HEALTH, HAPPINESS AND PROSPERITY IN 1967 YOUR STAFF at CANADIAN IMPERIAL BANK OF COMMERCE WHITBY, Ontario Art Conrad Gerry Turk Edith Phin Teudy Vine Mortha McCready Goii Mullen Jean Mitchell Marlee Compbeli Rhode Maschke Bonnie Tweedie Irene Sims Barbara Green Borbora Jormuth Suson Wairwright Ben Jagoda Pat. Harding Keith White Teresa Jordon The blessed angels sing. Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled ; Two thousand years of wrong And men, at war with men, hear not The words of peace they bring: : O hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing. And ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending bow, Who toil along the arduous way With painful steps and slow; Look now, for glad and joyous hours j God's messengers will bring; O rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing. For lo! the days are hastening on By prophet bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years When peace shall over all the earth Its ancient splendours filing, And tie whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. THE OSHAWA TIMES, Pridey, December. 23, 1966 7A ' ieee ' Comes round the age of gold de many good friends! SPRUCE VILLA HOTEL. * Dundas St. W. Whirby NORTH AMERICAN STEEL EQUIPMENT CO. LTD. / 300 HOPKINS STREET, WHITBY May Hoelidey: cheer be yours --_-- ae throughout this Yuletide CanMcAn _-- SS Sa ae ee