THE STAR CAROL
Long years ago on a deep winter night,
High in the heavens a star shone bright,
While in a manger a wee baby lay,
Sweetly asleep on a bed of hay.
Jesus, the Lord, was that baby so small,
Laid down to sleep in a humble stall;
Then came the star and it stood overhead,
Shedding its light 'round his little bed.
Dear Baby Jesus, how tiny thou art,
I'll make a place for thee in my heart,
And when the stars in the heavens I see,
Ever and always I think of thee.
Words by Wihla Hutson
