The star…went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was.@Matthew 2:9

Will­ard P. Mor­ris, in High­est Praise, ed­it­ed by Will­iam A. Og­den (New York & Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Big­low & Main, 1895), num­ber 81.

Mar­ti­nique Will­ard P. Mor­ris, 1895 (🔊 pdf nwc).

The star that shone o’er Bethlehem
Is shining now for me,
To guide my feet thro’ tangled paths,
Dear Savior, unto Thee.


O blessèd star, O radiant light
Shine on me from afar,
And guide me to my home above,
Where many mansions are.

Its rays are streaming from above,
Thro’ God’s own word so true;
They fill my soul with sweeter peace
Than sinners ever knew.


O may I like the men of old,
Be led, O star, by thee,
Until I reach my heavenly home,
And my Deliv’rer see.