Beneath the twinkling of a star
Within a stable the Spirit flowed
Three Kings traveled from afar
With frankincense, myrrh and gold
Adoring a Babe in swaddling clothes
Of whom the choirs of angles sing
Releasing from bondage all lost souls
The Babe; Savior and King of Kings
Twinkling star in the skies above
The light of God beaming forth
A Child born of the Father's love
Resetting a world drifting off course
Son of God; Son of Man, the Lamb
A child of peace; a child of love
Son of the Father the great "I Am"
Sleeping beneath a star - The Babe
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