Christ the Morning-Star

THe Morning Star it does appear,
The day approaches now;
See how Christ shines! how lovely, fair!
O cast your eyes, see how

His light does sparkle brighter still,
The day will quickly break,
And until then he guide us will
I' th' way that we should take.

None is so glorious in our sight
As the sweet Morning-Star;
Ah! thou out-shines it, art more bright
Than all the Angels far.

The Morning-Star, that name is sweet,
So is that name of thine;
O with thy glorious beams let's meet,
For they are all divine.

In Winter 'tis the Morning-Star
Is so delighted in;
How good's thy Light, whilst we do find
The Clouds and Night of Sin!

The Morning Stars did all rejoyce
When this Star did arise;
O let us with the Churches sing
His lasting praise likewise.