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The Centralian advocate Tue 6 Dec 2011

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Title

The Centralian advocate Tue 6 Dec 2011

Collection

Centralian Advocate; NewspaperNT

Date

2011-12-06

Notes

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Language

English

Subject

Community newspapers -- Northern Territory -- Alice Springs; Tennant Creek (N.T.) -- Newspapers; Alice Springs (N.T.) -- Newspapers.; Australia, Central -- Newspapers

Publisher name

Nationwide News Pty. Limited

Place of publication

Alice Springs

Volume

v. 65 no. 57

File type

application/pdf

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Copyright. Made available by the publisher under licence.

Copyright owner

Nationwide News Pty. Limited

License

https://www.legislation.gov.au/Details/C2019C00226

Parent handle

https://hdl.handle.net/10070/237035

Citation address

https://hdl.handle.net/10070/639954

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Centralian Advocate, Tuesday, December 6, 2011 19 P U B : C A D V D A T E : 6 -D E C -2 0 1 1 P A G E : 1 9 C O L O R : C M Y K Hark! The Herald Angels Sing Hark! The herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With angelic hosts proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem! Hark! The herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King. Christ by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time, behold Him come, offspring of a virgins womb. Veiled in fl esh the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity! Pleased as man with men to dwell, Jesus our Emmanuel. Hark! The herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth. Born to give them second birth. Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Hark! The herald angels sing, Glory to the newborn King. The First Nowell The First Nowell The fi rst nowell, the angels did say, Was to certain poor shepherds in fi elds as they lay; In fi elds where they lay keeping their sheep, On a cold winters night that was so deep. Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Born is the King of Israel. They looked up and saw a star Shining in the east beyond them far, And to the earth, it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Born is the King of Israel. And by the light of that same star Three wise men came from country far. To seek for a king was their intent And to follow the star wherever it went. Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Born is the King of Israel. This star drew nigh to the northwest, Oer Bethlehem it took its rest; And there it did both stop and stay Right over the place where Jesus lay. Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Born is the King of Israel. Then entered in those wise men three Full reverently, upon their knee, And offered there, in His presence, Their gold and myrrh and frankincense. Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell, Born is the King of Israel. Silent Night Silent night, holy night; all is calm, all is bright. Round yon virgin mother and child; Holy infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night; shepherds quake at the sight; Glories stream from heaven afar; Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia Christ, the Saviour, is born. Christ, the Saviour, is born. Silent night, holy night; Son of God, loves pure light. Radiant beams from thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace. Jesus, Lord at thy birth. Jesus, Lord at thy birth Oh Little Town of Bethlehem O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep, The silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in Thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, and gathered all above, While mortals sleep the angels keep their watch Of wondering love. O morning stars together proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God the King and Peace to men on earth. How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the Blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear his coming, but in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still The dear Christ enters in. O Holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us we pray. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; O come to us, abide with us, our Lord Emmanuel! Joy to the World Joy to the world! The Lord is come; Let earth receive her King. Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven, and heaven and nature sing. Joy to the world! The Saviour reigns! Let men their songs employ. While fi elds and fl oods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat, repeat the sounding joy. He rules the world with truth and grace; And makes the nations prove The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, wonders of His love.