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by Reginald Heber, 1811, James Proctor Harding, 1892 |
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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. 2. Cold on His cradle
the dewdrops are shining; 3. Shall we not yield
Him, in costly devotion, 4. Vainly we offer
each ample oblation, |
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