IX - St John i
- Smokey and faltering I shine
Upon a babe so newly born,
And with the new light my powers decline
As He awakes on His first dawn. - Shiny and glistening the star
New born shines over Bethlehem,
But I am luckier by far
Because I shine so near to him.
O faltering lantern, beam so low,
Shining upon that sleeping face:
Who came for us that we might know
In flesh the God of endless space.