Come, Brilliant Star
Come, brilliant star. Shine out, brightly.
Wise men are following you.
Point out the path to the Savior.
Let your prediction come true!
Patience rewarded ~ (your waiting).
You’ve hung in the wings so long.
Make a majestic evening,
Filled with angelic songs!
Then, when the wise men find Jesus
And give Him the precious gifts, rare,
Sparkle the gold ~ carry fragrance
Out on the clear evening air.
Shine! Brilliant star, shine to Heaven!
Shine to the earth, below!
Shine, so there are no doubters!
Shine, so that all men will know ...
Jesus has come to be Savior!
He’ll give His life ~ set us free!
Jesus, the precious Redeemer;
Bright Morning Star, to me!
Star of the Morning, to me!
© 2002 by Joan Clifton Costner
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