Part 3 (1/2)

O knowledge of the Living G.o.d, To right such grievous wrong!

Rejoice, rejoice, etc.

V

Now, let creation sing And leap, nor brook control, For Christ hath come to call it back, And save each ruined soul.

Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem rejoice; And sing with glee, right merrily, Let every heart and voice.

[2]Music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown.

[3]Woman.

I

The best that heaven could bring-- First fruits, an offering free-- Was brought from far, when, by the star, The wise men came to Thee.

II

No sceptre, and no throne!

The magi were amazed, As, with surprise, on humble guise And poverty, they gazed.

III

But there Thy G.o.d-head shone, Despite the manger bed; O Christ, the Lord, Incarnate Word!

'Twas there Thou laid'st Thy head.

I

Out from the rising of the sun, O'er tracts of desert wild, The Magi came on journey lone, To seek the heaven-born child; The star o'erhead their footsteps led, And hope their way beguiled.

II

They bore Him costly gifts of gold, And myrrh and spices sweet: ”For He is King,” they had been told, Whom they would meekly greet; And they would go, in reverence low, And wors.h.i.+p at His feet.

III

O humble Child, in manger laid!

The wise beheld Thee there, And reverently their homage paid, And gave their offerings rare.

Their quest was found, and to the ground They bowed the head in prayer.