The Christmas Stars Are Shining

The Christ­mas stars are shin­ing

The winds are wail­ing low;

And o’er the earth is ec­ho­ing

The song of long ago;

From mount­ain ov­er val­ley

Is heard the glo­ri­ous cry

O com­fort ye My peo­ple

The Prince of Peace draws nigh.

Sing of the Christ Child’s com­ing

In low­li­est es­tate;

When long time kings and pro­phets

With ea­ger hearts did wait.

Where’er His foot­steps lin­ger

Shall blos­som forth the rose;

And peace shall be ab­ound­ing

Where’er His Spir­it goes.

O Babe in hum­ble man­ger

Amongst the poor of earth

See kings bring gold and in­cense

To of­fer at Thy birth;

The host of Heav’n tri­umph­ant

A glo­ri­ous strain did sing

Peace and good will for ev­er

Through Christ

the new­born King.

Awake

awake

O Zi­on

And put on all thy strength;

Filled is the throne of David

Thy king hath come at length.

His star hath shone in Heav­en

And an­gels at His birth

Have brought the fair ev­an­gel

Peace and good will on earth.