Brightest and best of the stars of the morning, shine on our darkness and lend us thine aid; star of the east, the horizon adorning, guide where our infant redeemer is laid.
Shall we then yield him in costly devotion, offers of Edom and offerings divine, gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, myrrh
from the forest and 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, nearer to God are the prayers of the poor. (Hymn 118)
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