The star, which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young Child was. Matthew 2:9
Words: Charles W. Ray, Spicy Breezes, (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: John J. Hood, 1883), page 143.
Music: Big Bend Charles W. Ray, 1883 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Ray (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Star of Bethlehem, thy glory
Long has been the lofty theme
Of sublimest song and story
Of our Lord and king supreme;
Still thy radiance seems to linger
In the eastern evening sky,
And with bright prophetic finger
Points to blissful realms on high.
Star of Bethlehem, blest emblem,
Of the Prince of life and light,
Seen of wise men, thou didst guide them
Thro’ the long and cheerless night;
Resting o’er the lowly manger,
Where the Savior’s bed was made,
Shepherd Jew and Gentile stranger,
At His feet their offerings laid.
Star of Bethlehem! How glorious!
Herald of the infant King,
Who, o’er sin and death victorious,
Shall His saints to glory bring;
Star of hope for every nation,
Let thy beams each soul inflame;
Light and life, and full salvation,
Dwell within thy sacred name.