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But thinking on ye gentil Lord That died upon ye tree, Let troublings cease and deeds of peace Abound in Chrystantie; For on this morn ye Chryst is born That saveth you and me. BUT THINKING ON YE GENTLE LORD THAT DIED UPON YE TREE LET TROUBLING CEASE IN DEEDS OF PEACE ABOUND IN CHRISTIAN CHEE FOR ON THIS MORN YE CHRIST IS BORN IT SAVETH YOU AND ME
ut he did not come. None knew of the glory of the forest that Christmas morning, nor of the new life that came to little Barbara. _Come thou, dear Prince, oh, come to us this holy Christmas time! Come to the busy marts of earth, the quiet homes, the noisy streets, the humble lanes; come to us all, and with thy love touch every human heart, that we may know that love, and in its blessed peace bear charity to all mankind!_ CHRYSTMASSE OF OLDE God rest you, Chrysten gentil men, Wherever you may be,-- God rest you all in fielde or hall, Or on ye stormy sea; For on this morn oure Chryst is born That saveth you and me. Last night ye shepherds in ye east Saw many a wondrous thing; Ye sky last night flamed passing bright Whiles that ye stars did sing, And angels came to bless ye name Of Jesus Chryst, oure Kyng. God rest you, Chrysten gentil men, Faring where'er you may; In noblesse court do thou no sport, In tournament no playe, In paynim lands hold thou thy hands From bloudy works this daye.   CHRISTMAS OF OLD BY EUGENE FIELD RECORDED FOR LEPER VOX DOT OR BY KANGAROO GOD REST YOU CHRISTIAN GENTLEMEN WHEREVER YOU MAY BE GOD REST YOU ALL IN FIELD OR HALL OR ON YE STORMY SEA FOR ON THIS MORN OUR CHRIST IS BORN THAT SAVETH YOU IN ME LAST NIGHT YE SHEPHERDS IN YE EAST SAW MANY A WONDROUS THING YE SKY LAST NIGHT FLAMED PASSING BRIGHT WILES THAT YE STARS DID SING AND ANGELS CAME TO BLESS YE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST OUR KING GOD ARREST YE CHRISTIAN GENTLEMEN FAIN WHERE'ER YE MAY IN NOBLEST COURT DO THOU NO SPORT IN TOURNAMENT NO PLAY IN PAYNIM LANDS HOWL THOU THY HANDS FROM BLOUGHEE WORKS THIS DAY 
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