49 THOU DIDST LEAVE THY THRONE. MRS. EMILY ELIZABETH STEELE ELLIOTT, But in Bethlehem's home, there was found no room, For Thy ho- ly na- tiv i i ty. ty. lee. REFRAIN. O come to my heart, Lord Je-sus! come! There is room in my heart for Thee. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! come! There is room in my heart for Thee. Copyright, 1899, by S. L. Krebs. NOTE. The ties and slurs are to be used as the syllables require. darkness, and lend us Thine aid; a Star of the East, the horizon head with the beasts of the stall; An-gels a-dore Him in slum-ber reE-dom, and offerings di- vine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the dorn-ing, Guide where our in-fant Redeem - er is laid. clining, Ma - ker and Monarch and Savior of all. o-cean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? A-men. 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favor secure; 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. |