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~K lesstings toAl WHITBY FREE PRESS, CHRISTMAS CAROL SECTION, WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 21, 1983, PAGE 17 ŽkL. * I e Bit JOY TO THE WORLD Joy to the world! the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King: Let every heart prepare Him room, And Heaven and nature sing. Joy to earth! the Saviour reigns, Let men their sons employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy. No more let sins and sorrows grow Nor thorns infest the ground, He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness And wonders of His love. WHAT CHILD IS THIS? What Child is this, who laid to rest, On Mary's lap, in sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? (Refrain) This, this is Christ the King; Whom shepherds guard and angels sing; Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary! Why lies He in such mean estate, Where ox and ass are feeding? Good Christian, fear; for sinners here The silent word is pleading: Nails, spears, shall pierce Him through, The Cross He bore for me, for you; Hail, hail, the word made flesh, The Babe, the Son, of Mary! DECK THE HALLS WITH BOUGHS OF HOLLY Deck the halls with boughs of Holly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. 'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Don we now our gay apparel, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. See the blazingYule before us, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.. Strike the harp and join the chorus, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Follow me in merry measure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. While I tell of Yule-tide treasure, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Fast away the old year passes, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Sing we joyous all together, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. AWAY IN A MANGER Away in a manger, No crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus Laid down His sweet head; The stars in the sky Looked down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus Asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing, The poor Baby wakes, But little Lord Jesus No crying He makes; I love Thee, Lord Jesus Look down from the sky, And stay by my cradle. Till morning is nigh. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay, Close by me forever, And love me, I pray; Bless all the dear children In Thy tender care, And take us to heaven, To live with Thee there. Happ Y ~Holidla s To our many friends and loved ones, we wish a Happy Holiday. tirement Villa 1635 Dundas St. E. WhItby 576-0111 . à7 c q-m16.1à.- t e g ..t. ~1 Before the year ends we'd like to thank you for your past patronage and to assure you of our continued desire to serve you through the coming year. ' BROCK STOP 224 Brock St. S., Whitby (across from the Fire Hall) Ontario 668-2077 SILEUiG RIGHiG Celebrate the true meaning of the Holy Season with love toward ail men. QUALI- PRINT 151 Brock St. N. Whitby 6689631 à -quumu- L