Text: | The Star of Bethlehem |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Sons of men, behold from far,
Hail the long-expected Star!
Star of truth, that, ’mid the night,
Guides bewildered man aright.
Mild it shines on all beneath,
Piercing through the shades of death,
Scattering error’s wide-spread night,
Kindling darkness into light.
Nations all, remote and near,
Haste to see your Lord appear;
Haste, for him your hearts prepare,
Meet him manifested there!
There behold the dayspring rise,
Pouring light on mortal eyes;
See it chase the shades away,
Shining to the perfect day.
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First Line: | Sons of men, behold from far |
Title: | The Star of Bethlehem |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | 7s. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1866 |