The Infant King

IX - St John i

  1. 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.
  2. 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.