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Brightest And Best Of The Sons Of The Morning. Merry Christmas!

 

1.      Brightest And Best Of The Sons Of The Morning

Dawn On Our Darkness, And Lend Us Thine Aid,

Star Of The East, The Infant

Redeemer Is Laid.

 

 

 

 

 

2.      Cold On His Cradle The Dew Drops Are Shinning;

Low Lies His Head With The Beasts Of The Stall

Angels Adore Him In Slumber Reclining

Maker, And Monarch, And Saviour Of All.

 

 

 

 

 

3.      Say, Shall We Yield Him, In Costly Devotion,

Odours Of Edom, An Offerings Divine,

Gems Of The Mountain And Pearls Of The Ocean,

Myrrh From The Forest Of Gold From The Mine?

 

 

 

 

 

4.      Vainly We Offer Each Ample Oblation;

Vainly With Gifts Would His Favour Secure;

Richer By Far…