1. Blow, ye gold-en trumpets, blow, Let the sleeping nations know, Christ the Lord is born. 2. Ring, oh, ring, ye silvery bells, Far and near your cadence swells, Christ the Lord is born. 3. Sing, oh, sing, ye peo-ple free, Shout, for 'tis your ju bi-lee, Christ the Lord is born. Yon-der see the Ring, and ban-ish Sing, while reign the 130 182 Words by FANNY CROSBY. CAROL, SWEETLY CAROL. 66 A Saviour which is Christ the Lord." Luke. 2: 11. Music by P. V. 1. Carol, sweetly carol, A Sav-iour born to day; Bear the joy-ful tid - ings, Oh, bear them 2. Carol, sweetly carol, As when the angel throng O'er the vales of Judah, A-woke the Shines with heaven's own love. Wake, and sing, good Christians, On this Birth-day morn, Heaven and earth are telling, Christ for man is born. 2 Here for us abiding, 3 Born that he might lead us From this desert home,Guide our way, and feed us Till the end shall come! 4 Thousand, thousand blessings 5 Glory in the highest, For this wondrous birth; Choir of heaven! thou criest Peace to all the earth! |