Stars All Bright Are Beaming

Stars all bright are beam­ing

From the skies above

Nature’s face all gleam­ing

Shines with Heav­en’s own love.

Wake and sing

good Christ­ians

On this birth­day morn

Heav’n and earth are tell­ing

God for man is born.

Here for us abid­ing

Cradled in a stall

All His glo­ry hid­ing

See the Lord of all.

Born that He might lead us

From this de­sert home

Guide our way

and feed us

Till the end shall come!

Thousand

thou­sand bless­ings

Sing we for His love

Choral hymns ad­dress­ing

To our Lord above.

Glory in the high­est

For this won­drous birth;

Choir of Heav­en! thou cri­est

Peace to all on earth!