Scripture Verse

We have seen His star in the east, and are come to worship Him. Matthew 2:2


Sabine Baring-Gould
National Portrait Gallery

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Words: Sa­bine Bar­ing-Gould, in Our Sun­day-School Songs, ed­it­ed by Eli­as H. John­son (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Am­er­i­can Bap­tist Pub­li­ca­tion So­ci­e­ty, 1885), num­ber 30.

Music: Barns­dall, from Church Songs (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:


A star, a star is burning,
The brightest in the sky—
Is shining o’er a stable;
Oh, tell me, shepherds, why?
Within I see a mother,
A baby on her knee:
Is this a royal palace?
Can this a monarch be?


We bow before the Infant,
To Him our homage bring;
Our God in flesh appeareth,
Of man and angels king.

Then where is haughty Herod,
With court magnifical?
O where the priests, the Levites?
O where the princes all?
What! Lord, art Thou rejected
From lowly village inn?
Are hearts so hard and blinded,
By unbelief and sin?


And lo! a sudden glory!
The angel hosts appear,
Ten thousand times ten thousand,
Their monarch to revere.
The homage earth refuses,
The honor men withhold,
The angels give, attending,
In multitudes untold.


The lamps of Heav’n are lighted,
The stable is ablaze,
And harp and lute and cymbal
Resound the Infant’s praise.
A stable now a palace,
The like was never seen!
Such splendor of attendance,
Such songs, such golden sheen!


O Solomon! thy mansion
Might not with this be told,
Thy servants and thy soldiers,
Thy throne o’erlaid with gold.
Oh, blind the eyes of mortals
To such a glorious sight!
Oh, sleepers, wake and witness
The wonders of this night!