The star…went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was.
Matthew 2:9
Words: Willard P. Morris, in Highest Praise, edited by William A. Ogden (New York and Chicago, Illinois: Biglow & Main, 1895), number 81.
Music: Martinique Willard P. Morris, 1895 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Morris (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
The star that shone o’er Bethlehem
Is shining now for me,
To guide my feet thro’ tangled paths,
Dear Savior, unto Thee.
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O blessèd star, O radiant light
Shine on me from afar,
And guide me to my home above,
Where many mansions are.
Its rays are streaming from above,
Thro’ God’s own word so true;
They fill my soul with sweeter peace
Than sinners ever knew.
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O may I like the men of old,
Be led, O star, by thee,
Until I reach my heavenly home,
And my Deliv’rer see.
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