Beneath a bright star shining
A little child lay in the straw,
Who guessed he would move mountains
And reveal Christ—Truth—without flaw?
Bright angels sang Hallelujah
That blessed day on earth,
As Mary knew, deep within her
The joy of a wondrous birth.
Though brief would be his sojourn,
And his manner mild and meek,
His words will last and heal forever,
With such wisdom did he speak
Of redemption, love, and glory,
Of life, never ever to cease;
For all mankind, his coming,
For all, the assurance of peace.
And more, the Comforter he promised—
That each, his Christliness would feel
And know God's presence everywhere.
His power to save and heal!
