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A star, a star is burning,
The brightest in the sky—
Is shining over a stable;
Oh, tell me, shepherds, why?
Within I see a mother,
A baby on her knee:
Is this a royal palace?
Can this a monarch be?
We bow before the Infant,
To Him our homage bring;
Our God in flesh appeareth,
Of man and angels King.
And lo! a sudden glory!
The angel hosts appear,
Ten thousand times ten thousand,
Their monarch to revere.
Oh, blind the eyes of mortals
To such a glorious sight!
Oh, sleepers, wake and witness
The wonders of this night!
We bow before the Infant,
To Him our homage bring;
Our God in flesh appeareth,
Of man and angels King.
A star, a star is burning,
The brightest in the sky—
Is shining over a stable;
Oh, tell me, shepherds, why?
Within I see a mother,
A baby on her knee:
Is this a royal palace?
Can this a monarch be?
We bow before the Infant,
To Him our homage bring;
Our God in flesh appeareth,
Of man and angels King.
And lo! a sudden glory!
The angel hosts appear,
Ten thousand times ten thousand,
Their monarch to revere.
Oh, blind the eyes of mortals
To such a glorious sight!
Oh, sleepers, wake and witness
The wonders of this night!
We bow before the Infant,
To Him our homage bring;
Our God in flesh appeareth,
Of man and angels King.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 D r 7 6 7 6
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Dates:
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1885
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 2:2;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BARNSDALL
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 D r 7 6 7 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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