REGENT SQUARE. 8.7. Henry Smart. 1867. 350. (Repeat the last two lines of each verse.) Song of the Angels. HARK! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo! the angelic host rejoices; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. Listen to the wondrous story BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Chosen of God, the Redeemer of all. Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would his favors secure : Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Bp. Reginald Heber. 1811. |