How many stars so high and white Are shining in the sky tonight! Can it be that one of them Led ancient Kings to Bethlehem, And stood above the cattle shed Where Mary found at last a bed? And should we find that self-same Star, Would we have faith to follow far On narrow roads, o'er waste and wild To David's town, to the Christ Child? God, give vision to our eyes! Give us the wisdom that is wise! Wisdom to see the guiding light That moves across our sky so bright! Wisdom to follow its beckoning Till we shall find the promised King! |