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THOU DIDST LEAVE THY THRONE.
P. M. (First Tune.)

MRS. EMILY ELIZABETH STEELE ELLIOTT,

But in Bethlehem's home, there was found no room, For Thy ho- ly na- tiv
But in low-ly birth didst Thou come to earth, And in greatest hu-mil - i
But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God, In the des-erts of Gal
But with mocking and scorn and with crown of thorn, Did they bear Thee to Calvary.
Thou wilt call me home, saying "yet there is room," "There is room at My side for thee."

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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;

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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;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid;
Star of the East, the horizon adorning,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.