2 Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining; Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would His favor secure: Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Bishop Reginald Heber, 1811 darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the ho ri - zon a Copyright, 1895, by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work |