And now the tide is nigh at hand In which our Saviour came, Let us rejoice and merry be In keeping of the same. Let’s feed the poor and hungry sort, And such as do it crave; And when we die, in Heaven be sure Our reward we shall have. Now let good Christians, etc. [Illustration] [Music: The Lord at first did Adam make A CAROL FOR CHRISTMAS EVE.] [Illustration] The Seven Joys of Mary [Illustration] TINKERS’ CAROL FROM ASHDOWN FOREST. 1. The first good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of one; To see the blessèd Jesus When He was first her Son. When He was first her Son, good Lord, And happy may we be; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost To all eternity. 2. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of two; To see her own Son Jesus To make the lame to go. To make the lame to go, good Lord, etc. 3. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of three; To see her own Son Jesus To make the blind to see. To make the blind to see, good Lord, etc. 4. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of four; To see her own Son Jesus To read the Bible o’er. To read the Bible o’er, good Lord, And happy may we be; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost To all eternity. 5. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of five; To see her own Son Jesus To raise the dead to life. To raise the dead to life, good Lord, etc. 6. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of six; To see her own Son Jesus Upon the Crucifix. Upon the Crucifix, good Lord, etc. 7. The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of seven; To see her own Son Jesus Ascending into heaven. Ascending into heaven, good Lord, etc. [Illustration] [Music: The Seven Joys of Mary TINKERS’ CAROL FROM ASHDOWN FOREST.] [Illustration] The Sussex Mummers’ Carol [Illustration] [Music] 1. A glorious Angel from Heaven came Unto a virtuous maid, Strange tidings and great news of joy The humble Mary had, The humble Mary had. 2. O mortal man, remember well When Christ our Lord was born, He was crucified betwixt two thieves And crownèd with the thorn. 3. O mortal man, remember well When Christ died on the rood; ’Twas for our sins and wicked ways Christ shed His precious blood. 4. O mortal man, remember well When Christ was wrapped in clay, He was taken to a sepulchre Where no man ever lay. 5. God bless the mistress of this house With gold chain round her breast; Where e’er her body sleeps or wakes, Lord send her soul to rest. 6.