The Star of the story
was not in the sky,
– though veiled now his glory,
this Babe born to die
had come from the place where
his honour was great –
though welcomed by some here,
King Herod would hate.
The Babe in the manger
like others would grow,
but teach of great danger,
and truth he would show.
Sent here by the Father
to rescue, redeem,
and never another
like him – He’s supreme.
The Star of our history
who owns everything,
one day his great glory
with him he will bring
and show why he came here
as babe long ago,
our nature, our flesh share
that Him we might know.
Tune: 11 11 11 11 eg Away in a Manger
