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           Reginald Heber (1783-1826)

                          EPIPHANY.  
 
                              ———

    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 dew-drops are shining,
        Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall;
    Angels adore Him in slumber reclining,
        Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all!

    Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,
        Odours of Edom and offerings divine?
    Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean,
        Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?

    Vainly we offer each ample oblation:
        Vainly with gifts would His favour secure:
    Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
        Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

    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!

 


A bishop of the Church of England, Heber is perhaps best known for his hymn Holy, holy, holy. The above work can be found in:
  • Heber, Reginald. The Poetical Works of Reginald Heber, Lord Bishop of Calcutta. London: John Murray, Albermarle Street, 1845.

    It can be found slightly altered as Brightest and Best of the Stars of the Morning, with the accompanying tune by James P. Harding (1850-1911), in the Lutheran Book of Worship (1978).