The Eighth Tribe, 1981 (8. évfolyam, 1-12. szám)
1981-12-01 / 12. szám
December, 1981 THE EIGHTH TRIBE Page 3 THE CHRISTMAS JOURNEY by Robert Chomos Snow. Beautiful, glistening snow covered the earth under our feet as we trudged homeward from our glorious battle for religious freedom. This was the final battle. Christianity was finally victorious over all the evils of the world. We carried no guns, for we needed no weapons. The Holy Spirit had all at once triumphed over the entire human race. And what better a time than now? Winter has just arrived. Most people were preparing for Christmas anyway. But this would be the first world-wide celebrated Christmas. All war, violence, and pollution on earth has ceased eternally. We are finally home. What is that odor? It seems so heavenly. Of course, it is Mother’s baking. She has made cakes, cookies, and pies of all sorts. Our house is decorated with cards, lights, tinsel, and ribbons, and there is a gorgeous Christmas tree in the living room. Carolers are singing in the streets and the whole world seems to be happy. It has not been the end of the world because everyone is still here. But all is good, and there is no bad. Maybe there will be no end of the world and it shall stay this way forever. Darkness sets over the snow-covered ground. Remarkably, there is snow all over the earth, even at the equator. And it is getting dark all over the earth, also. How can this be? The Lord had given us one day of tranquility on the earth (Christmas Day) before He sends us to eternal peace in heaven. What is that noise? Where am I? Is this heaven? No. It is my bedroom. Had I dreamt the entire thing, or has the Lord given me a preview of the future? Only time will tell. Merry Christmas to all! HUNGARIAN CHRISTMAS HYMNS Translated by Mrs. Julianna Toth Krisztus Urunknak Áldott Születésén (Rhythmic-version) This blessed day when Christ, our Savior was born, We will sing praises like the angels that morn, Who o’er the fields of Bethlehem were winging, Joyfully singing: “Glory to God be in the highest heaven! Goodwill to all men, peace on earth be given,” Goodwill to every tribe and every nation, And generation! In Bethlehem, in David's noble city, Jesus, the Christ-child, born to Virgin Mary Brought happiness to all of Adam’s children, Great joy to all men! Note He has come for Whom the fathers waited! Three holy kings are seeking the Anointed! This was foreseen by many prophets of old! All this was foretold! Lord Jesus is our true anointed Savior, Who will from all our sins and grief deliver! Joyful in heaven we will live forever, Praise our Redeemer! Dicsőség, mennyben az Istennek! Gloria! to our God in heaven! Gloria! to our God in heaven! Hear the angel choir sing! Hear their joyful voices ring: Gloria! Gloria! to our God! Peace on earth, to all men be given! Peace on earth, to all men be given! Who are led to Jesus’ side, In true love will all abide! Peace on earth! Peace on earth! to all men! Angels throngs we will join to praise Him! Shepherds too, we will all adore Him! Jesus,Son of God acclaim! Down to us in love He came! God we praise! God adore! God we bless! Gloria! to our Father ever! And His Son, born to be our Savior! Glory to their Spirit be! Fount of blessing, Trinity! Gloria! Gloria! to our God! JBleőőeö Cfjríőtmaő anb llappp iieto pear
