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THE VIATORIAN 1Jl'ar tt &ptra
DECEMBER, 1914 Number 3
Volume 32
YULETIDE
Joy singeth everywhere, These gladsome days, Softly breathes on the air, Blithe Christn1as ·lay. · Lightens hearts at Yuletide, Carols gay doth sing To Mankind far and wide, "Hail, thou, our King!" Lo! Christn1as Star on high Brighter than all Points now its radiance, nigh Unto the stall. Softly.on a 1nother's breast Here a tiny child Holy and pure and did rest Sweetly and mild. In days of yore the star, Guiding the way, Brought wise _n1en from afar Gifts there to lay. Come, let us gather now, Round our dear King ; On bended knees we'll bow His praise to sing. Hail! Hail! new-born babe, . Bearing peace to earth, Coming to love, to save, Joys in thy birth!
G. A. HART, 'l7·