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M0:|c:G|m:4/4|a:Reginald Heber (1811: 1783-1826)|h:MORNING STAR James Proctor Harding 1850-1911|t:EWS 53 Brigthest and best of the stars|r:11.10.11.10|u:https://hymnary.org/tune/morning_star_harding
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N4:#d, dddrrrm-llssf mrdd'tlr-rrs- dddrrrm-mmff slfmlFs-ssd
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E1:Brigh_test and best of the sons of the morn_ing,/dawn on our dark_ness and lend us your aid./Star of the east, the ho_ri_zon a_dorn_ing,/guide where our in_fant Re_deem_er is laid.
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E2:Cold on his cra_dle the dew_drops are shin_ing;/low lies his head with the beasts of the stall./An_gels a_dore him in slum_ber re_clin_ing,/ma_ker and mo_narch and Sa_vior of all.
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E3:Shall we y_ield him in cost_ly de_vo_tion/rar_est of frag_ran_ces, tri_bute di_vine,/gems of the moun_tain and pearls of the o_cean,/myrrh from the fo_rest and gold from the mine?
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E4:Vain_ly we of_fer each am_ple ob_la_tion,/vain_ly with gifts would his fa_vor se_cure./Rich_er by far is the heart's a_do_ra_tion,/dear_er to God are the prayers of the poor.
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E5:Hail the blest morn when the great med_i_a_tor/Down from the re_gions of glo_ry des_cends./Sheph_erds, go wor_ship the Babe in the man_ger;/Lo! for His guard the bright an_gels at_tend.
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