Bethlehem’s Star (Crosby)

There’s a star that arose on the beau­ti­ful night

When an­gels des­cend­ed

all love­ly and bright;

And

fold­ing their pin­ions

pro­claimed to the world

The stand­ard of mer­cy thro’ Je­sus un­furled.

Beautiful star

Beth­le­hem’s star

Shining

still shin­ing

from re­gions afar;

Beautiful star

peace­ful and bright

Smile on us ev­er by day and by night.

’Twas the star that the sag­es pre­dict­ed should rise;

It shone like a gem on the blue eth­er skies;

The first and the fair­est that jew­eled the train

That glist­ened and spark­led on Beth­le­hem’s plain.

’Tis the star that for ag­es the pil­grims have blest

The her­ald of glad­ness

the bea­con of rest;

Its lus­ter un­fad­ing no cloud can ob­scure

It leads on to glo­ry

its hav­en is sure.