Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # This Happy Morn The Maid Hath Borne 1. This happy morn The Maid hath borne, The Lord of bliss eternal: That God, who wrought All things from nought, Terrestrial, supernal: Tho' earth but gave This Babe a cave To be, at birth, His dwelling, The heav'nly star is telling To people yet In darkness set Of Jesus Christ, The Lord most high'st, The sun that setteth never. The same, I say, Both yesterday, Now this day, and for ever. 2. With triple gift Three kings full swift Are hasting to adore him: Where starlight shone, It led them on To kneel in faith afore him. Next, on the lea Some herdmen see, More sheen than light of thunder, A great and mighty wonder; When from the sky An Angel high Declar'd the birth Of God on earth; The welcome Gospel story. Then hosts aloft Sang loud and soft: 'To God on high be glory!" Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #