Hail, blessed Monsi, the great Mediator,Down from the regions of glory descend,Shepherds go worship the babe in a manger,Nor for a god the bright angels attend.Brightest and best of songs of the morning,Run on our darkness and lend us thy name.Amen.Star in the east, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer was laid.Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining,Low lies His bed with the beasts of the storm.Angels adore Him in the slumber reclining,Wise men and shepherds before Him do fall.Brightest and best of songs of the morning,Brightest and best of songs of the morning,Run on our darkness and lend us thy name.Star in the east, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer was laid.North and east, the horizon adorning,Brightest and best of songs of the morning,Run on our darkness and lend us thy name.Star in the east, the horizon adorning,Star in the east, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer was laid.North and east, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer was laid.