Brightest and best of the sons of the morning

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid,

Star of the East, the horizon adorning

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cold on His cradle the dew drops are shining;

Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall;

Angels adore Him in slumber reclining

Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Vainly we offer each ample oblation

Vainly with gifts would His favour secure;

Richer by far is the heart’s adoration;

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid;

Star of the East, the horizon

adorning.

Guide where our infant

Redeemer is laid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

May God Bless Nigeria, America And Israel And Take Care Of Us; May God Make His Face Shine Upon Us, And Be Gracious To Us; May The Lord Lift Up His Countenance Upon Us, And Give Us Peace, In Jesus Christ Name, We Pray! Amen!

 

 

 

May The Grace The Lord Jesus Christ, And The Love Of God, And The Fellowship Of The Holy Spirit Be With You All. Amen!