Bethlehem (Bennett)

In Beth­le­hem as Je­sus born

The Son of God Su­preme;

And wise men from the east­ward came

Whose eyes His star had seen.

When Her­od sent them on their way

Afar to Beth­le­hem

A light to guide their steps aright

That star pre­ced­ed them.

And as their long­ing eyes be­held

Its clear and gen­tle rays

How swelled their hearts with un­told joy!

How armed their lips with praise!

If we so seek to find the way

To lov­ing Je­sus’ feet

Faith’s guid­ing star

with gen­tle light

Our long­ing eyes shall greet.

And we may bear our gifts of gold

And myrrh

and frank­in­cense

The off’rings of a con­trite heart

That sin­ning

yet re­pents.

And He who pi­ties sin­ful man

Those gifts of love shall bear

And place them near the Fa­ther’s throne

To be our wit­ness there.