Classic Poem

On Christmas morn, so long ago,
Within a stable mean,
Christ gave a message to the world,
To those His star had seen.

To-day, in spirit, we go forth,
With Three Wise Men of the East,
To follow close the guiding rays,
That lead to His rare feast.

Oh, Holy Babe of Bethlehem,
Raise high our guiding star
To lead to peace a weary world
And keep it aye from war.