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
The wondrous star of Bethlehem
That shone so long ago,
To show the wise men where the Lord
Of Heav’n was laid below,
Throws out its brilliant, beauteous rays
Today o’er all the earth,
And bids us joyfully proclaim
The blessèd Savior’s birth.
Then over the snow
The echo comes to us again;
Proclaim the birthday of the Christ,
Who came to earth,
Who came to earth to reign.
The white winged angels coming down,
And filling all the sky
With music from their golden harps,
And singing from on high,
Bid us today, as they did then,
The glorious anthem swell,
And thro’ the world on Christmas day
The same old story tell.
Shine out, O star of Bethlehem!
Ye white winged angels, sing!
Oh, Christmas bells in all the towers,
Ring out the tidings, ring!
For joy is filling all the earth,
And peace each heart surrounds,
And with us evermore abides
The love that knows no bounds.