Hymns - Hail the Blest Morn - Текст песни

1. Hail The Blest Morn! When The Great Mediator
Down from the regions of glory descends;
Shepherds! Go worship the Lord in the manger,
Lo! For His guards the bright angels attend.

Chorus:

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid.
Star in the east! The horizon adorning,
Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid.

2. Lo! On His cradle the dew-drops are shining,
Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore Him with slumbers reclining,
Maker, Redeemer, and Savior of all.

3. Say, shall we yield Him some costly devotion,
Odors of Eden, and off'rings divine?
Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?

4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation
Vainly with gold would His favor secure;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.