A HYMN SVNG AS BY THE THREE KINGS.[38]
1 Kinge. Bright Babe! Whose awfull beautyes make1
The morn incurr a sweet mistake;
2 Kinge. For Whom the officious Heauns deuise
To disinheritt the sun's rise:
3 Kinge. Delicately to displace5
The day, and plant it fairer in Thy face.
1 Kinge. O Thou born King of loues!
2 Kinge. Of lights!
3 Kinge. Of ioyes!
Chorus. Look vp, sweet Babe, look vp and see10
For loue of Thee,
Thus farr from home
The East is come
To seek her self in Thy sweet eyes.
1 Kinge. We, who strangely went astray,15
Lost in a bright
Meridian night.
2 Kinge. A darknes made of too much day.