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John Brownlie


In the early morning,

Ere the darkness clears,

Lo, a star most radiant,

High in heaven appears;

And their eyes behold it,

Glowing like a gem,

As the sages journey

Forth to Bethlehem.

In the early morning,

While the shepherds gaze,

Lo, through clouds asunder,

Heaven is all ablaze;

Brighter than the sunrise

From the eastern hills,

And the song of angels

All creation fills.


In the early morning,

When the silence hung,

'Mid the dazzling splendour,

Were the praises sung:

Glory in the highest

To the God of heaven,

Peace on earth abounding

Unto men be given.

Now the sages, guided

To the lowly place,

Lying in a manger

Find the Lord of grace;

And they fall before Him

As before a king,

And their costly offerings

With devotion bring.

Lord of life eternal,

Who didst come for men;

At the time appointed

Thou wilt come again;


Not a babe in meekness,

Born of humble birth;

But the King Immortal,

Judge of all the earth.

Glory in the highest,

Be ascribed to God;

Ceaseless hallelujahs

Fill the earth abroad;

Glory to Immanuel,

All creation sing,

Who to heaven hath raised us

By His offering.

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