Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

Last Sunday after Epiphany

Hail blessed morn, see the great Mediator
Down from the regions of glory descend;
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger:
Lo, for HIs guard the bright angels ascend!

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 was laid.

Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;
Low lies His bed with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining,
Wisemen and shepherds before him do fall.

[Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,
Odors of Edom and offerings divine?
Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?]

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