9: of a King, Ex Ma-ri- & Vir -gi-ne: The God, the Lord, By all ador'd for ever. Night of sad-ness; Morn of gladness Ever-more: Ev - er, troub-les sore, Morn of gladness, ev- er-more and ev - ermore. Midnight scarcely passed and over, Draw-ing to this ho- ly morn, Ve-ry ear- ly, ve ry early Christ was born. Sing out with bliss, His Name is this; Emman- uel: As was foretold In days of old By Ga- bri-el. Midnight scarcely pass'd and o-ver, Drawing to this ho-ly morn, Ve-ry ear-ly, ve-ry early Christ was born. HEAP on more wood!-the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still. Each age has deemed the new-born year The fittest time for festal cheer. And well our Christian sires of old Loved when the year its course had rolled, And brought blithe Christmas back again, With all its hospitable train. Domestic and religious rite Gave honor to the holy night; On Christmas eve the bells were rung; On Christmas eve the mass was sung; Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. By old blue-coated serving-man; Then the grim boar's head frowned on high, Crested with bays and rosemary. Well can the green-garbed ranger tell How, when, and where, the monster fell; What dogs before his death he tore, And all the baiting of the boar. |