The Glad Evangel "To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, "The heavenly babe you there shall find All meanly wrapped in swaddling bands, Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith "All glory be to God on high, Good will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin and never cease.” NAHUM TATE. Christmas Carol As Joseph was a-waukin', The Glad Evangei Old Christmas Now he who knows old Christmas, He knows a carle of worth; As any upon earth. He comes warm cloaked and coated, We know that he will not fail us, He must be a rich old fellow: Good luck unto old Christmas, For he doth more good unto the poor Than many a crownèd king! MARY HOWITT. God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen The Glad God rest ye, merry gentlemen; let nothing you Evangel dismay, For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day. The dawn rose red o'er Bethlehem, the stars When Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on God rest ye, little children; let nothing you affright, For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night; Along the hills of Galilee the white flocks sleeping lay, When Christ, the child of Nazareth, was born on Christmas-day. God rest ye, all good Christians; upon this blessed morn The Lord of all good Christians was of a woman born: Now all your sorrows He doth heal, your sins He takes away; For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, was born on Christmas-day. DINAH MARIA MULOCK. The Glad Minstrels and Maids Evangel Outlanders, whence come ye last? The snow in the street and the wind on the door. Through what green seas and great have ye past? Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. From far away, O masters mine, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. We come to bear you goodly wine, Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. From far away we come to you, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. To tell of great tidings strange and true, News, news of the Trinity, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. And Mary and Joseph from over the sea! Minstrels and maids, stand forth on the floor. For as we wandered far and wide, The snow in the street and the wind on the door. |