OH, HAPPY NIGHT!
By M. E. B.
O happy night! that brings the morn
To dawn above the Lord new born,
And bids the angels sing again
Their message to the sons of men—
We hail thee! we hail thee!
O happy manger! that hath known
This precious burden as thine own,
Beyond all gifts the world doth hold,
Of pomp and pow'r and gems and gold
We hail thee! we hail thee!=
O happy star! whose radiance sweet
Did lead the wise men's eager feet
To seek the way, unknown, untried,
That led them to the manger's side—
We hail thee! we hail thee!
O happy day! that gave to men
The Babe Divine of Bethlehem,
The King of Kings, the Undefiled,
In semblance of a little child—
We hail thee! we hail thee!
O happy Babe! whose wondrous eyes
Still hold the light of Paradise,
Look down in blessing from above
While Prince of Peace, and Lord of Love,
We hail thee! we hail thee!