Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom, and off'rings divine,
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and 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.
HYMN 12.
Bright and joyful is the morn,
For to us a child is born;
From the highest realms of Heav'n
Unto us a Son is given.
On His shoulder He shall bear
Pow'r and majesty, and wear
On His vesture and His thigh
Names most awful names most high.
Wonderful in counsel He,
The incarnate Deity;
Sire of ages ne'er to cease,
King of Kings and Prince of Peace.
Come and worship at His feet,
Yield to Christ the homage meet,
From His manger to His throne,
Homage due to God alone.
HYMN 13.
Captain of our salvation, take
