[ Featuring Hosanna Chorus ]
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
Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining
Maker and Monarch and Savior of all
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, and gold from the mine?
