Show CHRISTMAS CAROLS there is joy in the whirring ering air I 1 here bare is is mb th in the breath of the wind ann trie toe trace of a glow sweet and rare race on the brow of the world is defined for with wings spreading over the earth P posed ased low in the eaher at bar bt t time peace chants the new lay of her bar birth and our oar hearts take the beat of her rhyme bring crista for the spirit new born I 1 4 let 1 et flames of 0 new courage arise and the incense of hope on that morn mount high as the blue of the skies I 1 for as mount alria ar are girded with gold cold and their peaks peak with silver best beat white wane so 0 the heart has its treasures untold that gods touch may bring forth to th the light elight delve deep in its laden mines scatter t arde the rich gold of its love let the luttre of cli charity arity shine with the brightness of beams from above for the world has worn old in its woo woe and wan with the promise romise deferred of light that us its bartness dart darkness ness abali know when peace at its bosom has stirred hn loud the new birth let lei the beat ot 01 oar hearts keep its p lees fees in tune and thes ahe s ui mi of the tb world shall grow sweet by the light that lies hid bid in the boon I 1 JOSEPHINE JOSEP HIlB |