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No ear may hear his coming,
But in this world of sin,

Where meek souls will receive Him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

4 Where children pure and happy
Pray to the blessed Child;
Where Misery cries out to Thee,
Son of the undefiled;

Where Charity stands watching,

And Faith holds wide the door,
The dark night wakes, the glory breaks,
And Christmas comes once more.

5 O Holy Child of Bethlehem!
Descend to us we pray,

Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born in us to-day;
We hear the Christmas angels,
The great glad tidings tell;
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emanuel!

II. 6. 7s & 6s.

Music in Goodrich's Service and Tune Book, p. 28.

OW sang the heavenly army,

HOW

By watching shepherds seen,
When round them lay the silent night
On pastures wide and green!
The glory of their coming

Made moon and starlight dim;
Their hearts were cheered forever
Who heard that blessed hymn.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

2 "Glory to God in heaven,

Peace on the earth below,
For He is born who will redeem

This world from sin and woe."

O Lord of our salvation,

We praise Thee night and morn,

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That we too in this darkened life
Have heard that Christ was born.
Alleluia, etc.

CHRISTMAS.

6s & 5s.

Music in Parish Hymnal, p. 186. See also Hymn No. 11.

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WA

AKEN, Christian children,
Up, and let us sing
With glad voice the praises
Of our new-born King.

2 Up! 'tis meet to welcome
With a joyous lay
CHRIST, the King of glory,
Born for us to-day.

3 Come, nor fear to seek Him,
Children though we be;
Once He said of children,
"Let them come to Me."

4 In a manger lowly

Sleeps the Heavenly Child;
O'er Him fondly bendeth
Mary, Mother mild.

5 Far above that stable,
Up in heaven so high,
One bright star out-shineth,
Watching silently.

6 Fear not, then, to enter,
Though we cannot bring
Gold, or myrrh, or incense,
Fitting for a King.

7 Gifts He asketh richer,
Offering costlier still;

Yet may Christian children
Bring them if they will.

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8 Brighter than all jewels
Shines the modest eye;
Best of gifts He loveth
Infant purity.

9 Haste we then to welcome
With a joyous lay

CHRIST the King of Glory,
Born for us to-day.

8s & 6s.

Music in S. S. Chant and Tune Book, p. 154.

OD rest ye, merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay,

For Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas

Day;

The dawn rose red o'er Bethlehem, the stars shone through the grey,

When Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Christmas

Day.

2 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.

3 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.

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CH

III. 3. 8s & 7s.

Music in S. S. Chant and Tune Book, p. 104.

HRISTIANS, all your joyful voices now with holy triumph raise ;

Wondrous tide of our salvation, sing we now our Saviour's praise.

He so pure, so great, so holy, left his Majesty on high, Left his Father's glorious kingdom for the sins of man to die.

CH. Lift your voices far and wide, Christ was born at Christmas tide.

Bless and hail his holy birth; Peace to men, good-will on earth.

2 Deck his holy house with ivy, holly, mistletoe, and bay;

Though they be but humble service, He doth judge the heart alway.

Smallest hands may do Him service, weakest voice his praise may sing;

More the poor child's simple flowers, than the jewels of a king.

Lift your voices far and wide, Christ was born at
Christmas tide.

Bless and hail his holy birth; Peace to men,
good-will on earth.

Music (without chorus) in S. S. Chant and Tune Book, p. 108. Special Music.
published by Epis. S. S. Union, N. Y.
INGING out, ringing out,
Are the joy-bells gayly ringing,

Glad tidings from the skies!
Flinging back, flinging back
Are our hearts and voices flinging

The echoes sweet that rise.
A Child is born, a Son is given,

To us a glorious Gift from Heaven.

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Amen.

II. 6. 1 Glad tidings to the shepherds

Brought the messengers of old,
Who came on radiant pinions,
With their shining harps of gold,
On the first bright Christmas morning,
In the ages far away,

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2 Glad tidings still are sounding
Of a Saviour born to-day,
To heal the broken-hearted,

And to wipe their tears away.
Hark! He calls the heavy-laden
And the weary to his breast.
And He takes their cares upon Him,
Saying, "I will give you rest.
CHORUS.-Ringing out, etc.

3 Glad tidings, little children!

For a Child was born to-day,
Who knows your many trials,
And who sorrows when you stray.
Ever go to Him in trouble,

Freely tell Him all your grief,
He's your dearest Friend and Brother;
And can ever give relief.

CHORUS. Ringing out, etc.

4 Glad tidings, lonely captive!
Jesus comes to set thee free.
Glad tidings, homeless wanderer!
He'll prepare a place for thee
In His Father's House in Glory,
Where are many mansions bright;
There, if here we love Him truly,
We shall dwell with Him in light.
CHORUS Ringing out, etc.

II. 6. 7s & 6s.

Music in Parish Hymnal, p. 88. Special Music, published by Pott and Amery,

New York.

ING out the bells for Christmas,
The happy, happy day!

In winter wild, the Holy Child

Within the cradle lay.