We have seen His star in the east, and are come to worship Him.@Matthew 2:2
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Sabine Baring-Gould (1834-1924)
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Sabine Baring-Gould, in Our Sunday-School Songs, edited by E. H. Johnson (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: American Baptist Publication Society, 1885), number 30.

Barnsdall, from Church Songs (🔊 pdf nwc).

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?

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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?

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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.

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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!

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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!

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