The Star
I was the star on that Holy night
Into the cave I shone my light
I heard Mary’s birthing pain
I touched the babe in a manger lain.
I saw the shepherds shrink in fear
When the Angel host in the sky appeared
I led them into Bethlehem
Where they could come and worship Him.
I heard the horse and camel reins
As wise men prepared to search for Him
I saw Herod’s angry hate
When an angel’s message made him too late
I saw the gifts the wise men brought
Each one with but a single thought
To worship God was their intent
One of the gifts was frankincense
The Myrrh they brought His death foretold
And for their King they brought pure gold
I witnessed this and wondered then
What other gifts would be brought by men
The years have passed and still I see
That He is sought by humanity
His birth is celebrated now
And before His throne we meekly bow
Our God made you and He made me
To shine for Him for eternity
So go into the world and never lose
The gift to tell of this Good News.
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