JL White Revision
to the Christian Harmony version of this tune
to the Cooper Book version of this tune

Hail the blest morn, see the Great Mediator
down from the regions of glory descend!
Shepherds go wroship the babe in the manger,
Lo, for His guard the bright angels attend.

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 Redemeer is laid.

Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining.
Low lies His head, with the beasts of the strall.
Angels adore Him in slumbers reclining.
Wise men and Shjepherds before Him do fall.

Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion
Odors of Eden and off'ring divine,
Gems from the mountain and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine?

Vainly we offer each ample oblation,
Vainly with gold would His favor secure,
Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.