The Star
The Star.
In the sky over Bethlehem a star once shined so bright,
To announce the birth of Jesus with its wondrous light.
The wise men came with wonder and precious gifts,
To honor the new born baby and holy hands lift.
They had heard the news, and knew the star would lead the way,
The announcement was out; let us seek Him they all did say.
They were determine to worship and they traveled so far,
They would be led by the wondrous shining star.
There journey brought them to the baby Jesus on that holy night,
How beautiful and wondrous He was held within there sight.
Upon that day, and the years to come – the world would never be the same,
How Precious, holy and glorious – Jesus – the precious name.
Wise men still seek Him, and His name still reigns upon the earth,
Books have been written, and songs sung about His birth.
He truly is the King of Kings and Lord –praise His holy name.
Ever since He was born the world has never been the same.
Bow and praise Him, let our voices ring with joy-
That on this Christmas day – we celebrate the birth of this baby boy.
Counselor, Savior, Abba father and most of all our King.
Let us worship Him with tidings – and carols we will sing.
Wendell L Mays
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