The stars shone bright on that Holy night
On the night when Jesus was born
A baby lay–on a bed of hay
On the night when Jesus was born
One star shone brighter than all the rest
It’s light was holy–it’s light was blessed
It showed the way to the bed of hay
To the place where Jesus was born
The wise men came from so far away
To the place where Jesus was born
That brightest star led them from afar
To the place where Jesus was born
That star shone brighter than all the rest
It’s light was holy–it’s light was blessed
It showed the way to the bed of hay
To the place where Jesus was born
To the place where Jesus was born