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PP Eoc * 76. SILENT NIGHT (100K) Refrain: Silent night! Holy night! Faith of our fathers, holy faith, fill isI calm, all is briivht, We will be true to thee till death. ound yon virgin mother and Child, . y . Holy Infant, so tender and mild, 8 Faith of our fathers, we will strive Sleep in heavenly peace, To win all nations unto thee;. Sleep in heavenly peace. And thro‘ the truth that comes from God ts Mankind shall then indeed be free Silent night! Holy night! 5 Shepherds quake at t%e sight! Faith of our fathers, we will love f gloriesI stxfiaam from Heaven afar, EDEIh fl‘iEIl}? '%nd ftoe in alll Oulf strlsf(i‘,ow eav‘nly hosts sing Alleluia, nd preach thee, too, as love know . gfirist, t}}:e Saviour,gis bm-n!i By kindly words an’d virtuous life. rist, the Saviour, is born! Silent night, Holy night! Son of God, love‘s pure light, 79. NOW THE DAY ISs OVER (100F) Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace, Now the day is over, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth, Night is drawing nigh; Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth. Shadows of the evening Fall across the sky. gxlther, give the weary n rmmne uy alm and sweet repose; 77. IT CAMI(L:L(]J:I;(I?{I\(I’IOSI;) MIDNIGHT With thy tcnd’rest] blessing " May our eyelids close. It came upon the midnight clear, ghut glorious song of old, rom angels bending near the earth, x To touch their harps of gold: 80. JERUSALAM “Peacehon the earth, good will to men Words by William Blake . From heav‘n‘s all gracious King;" z s Tas The world in solemn stillness lay Hymn No. 522, United Church Hymnary To hear the angels sing. And did those feet in ancient time § £ . . ; Walk upon England‘s mountains green ? %}'g thro‘ t?el clov on Sl“‘fsr?‘el}’ COM® _ And was the holy Lamb of God Arid] sg?lacfh(‘jir ‘Kizg%;nlgrn r;ulusei(c‘ Fosts ondESgdlaILd’s pleasant paztures seen? fls I 4 And did the countenance divine O‘er all the lweal('iy] \v?lr}(l :1 loe Shine forth upon our clouded hills? ;.}Eovebnsdsa( %n se t And was Jerusalem builded here ‘[&n%yev:rrl 0%’; itosv]rBIz?i‘):el“qlgffldi Among these dark Satanic mills? The blessed angels sing. ' Osin k b ; ing me my bow of burning gold! wor tot the days aze hastnine. on . Bs Me mt w S dA unag hets_seen y fing mo ms charle f ' E&yhz&rz%th the eve(;‘â€"ciorclin" years pring fms my suaricl o" fir_e! Shall come the time foretold I will not cease from mental fight, When the new heav‘n and earth shall own Nor 5}’““ my sword sleep in my hand, The Prines of Peace their King Till we have built Jerusalem And the whole world send back ‘the song In England‘s green and pleasant land. Which now the angels sing. 81. 0 GOD, OUR HELP IN AGES PAST 78. FAITH OF OUR FATHERS (100D) Hymn No. 662, Stanne Faith of our fathers, living still O God, our help in ages past, In spite of dungeon, fire and sword, Our hope for years to come, O how our hearts beat high with joy Our shelter from the stormy blast, Whene‘er we hear that glorious word! _ And our eternal home: enc it Aiicretinnmsininasi ie cnn ces rerirmnmemnnce isnn e e ce oo e m n eneirmmrieret ommc ies y " OE V ER Y B 0 D Y S I N G s " B2%2, 52014 raremae,cnsiestpainnnemnncniaaiomereonteihin c e e e e Te eB in ioi te c relrmenrmnsmemncmmccus l Page Fifteen