Christians, lo, the star appeareth; Lo 'tis yet Messiah's day; Still with tribute treasure laden Come the wise men on their way. Where a life is spent in service, Walking where the Master trod, There is scattered myrrh most fragrant For the bless
Christians, lo, the star appeareth; Lo 'tis yet Messiah's day; Still with tribute treasure laden Come the wise men on their way. Where a life is spent in service, Walking where the Master trod, There is scattered myrrh most fragrant For the bless