1. When, marshall’d on the nightly plain,
The glittering host bestud the sky,
One star alone, of all the train,
Can fix the sinner’s wand’ring eye.
Hark, hark! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every gem;
But one alone the Saviour speaks,
It is the Star of Bethlehem.
2. Once on the raging seas I rode—
The storm was loud, the night was dark;
The ocean yawn’d—and rudely blow’d
The winds that toss’d my found’ring bark.
Deep horrors then my vitals froze;
Death struck, I ceased the tide to stem,
When suddenly a star arose,
It was the Star of Bethlehem.
3. It was my guide, my light, my all;
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And through the storm, and danger’s thrall,
It lead me to the port of peace.
Now, safely moor’d—my perils o’er—
I’ll sing, first in night’s diadem,
For ever and for evermore,
The Star—the Star of Bethlehem.
Author: Henry Kirke White (1785-1806)
Composer: Unknown (treble and alto by Wm. Houser)
Hesperian Harp: Page 29
Song in the Night: Page 72
(without Nature Sounds)
Download: Music (mp3)