Jesus is our gi from God born on Christmas Day.
Born in a lowly stable, the ancient story says.
In the night there blazed a light over where He lay,
A signpost in the heavens that shone as clear as day.
If you don't know the way to go
Look in the sky and see the glow.
If you don't know the way
Follow the star!
If you feel lost at Christmas time,
If you feel sad and low sometimes,
Follow the light, follow the shining star!
If you don't know the
Way to go
Follow the light of the star.
If you feel lost at
Christmas time
Follow the light of the star!
Trav'ling down a bumpy road looking for the place,
Noble men of roy'lty, of dignity and grace.
Urging on their tired steeds they sense the closing space,
Their destiny before them held in His lovely face.
If you don't know the way to go
Look in the sky and see the glow.
If you don't know the way
Follow the star!
If you feel lost at Christmas time,
If you feel sad and low sometimes,
Follow the light, follow the shining star!
If you don't know the
Way to go
Follow the light of the star.
If you feel lost at
Christmas time
Follow the light of the star!
They found Him in a manger there just as the angel said.
The Son of God lay quietly in His wooden bed.
Kings and shepherds through the door did very so ly tread,
And gazed in silent wonder at His lovely head.
If you don't know the way to go
Look in the sky and see the glow.
If you don't know the way
Follow the star!
If you feel lost at Christmas time,
If you feel sad and low sometimes,
Follow the light, follow the shining star!
If you don't know the
Way to go
Follow the light of the star.
If you feel lost at
Christmas time
Follow the light of the star!
...Follow the light! Follow the star!
Follow the light! Follow the star!
Follow the star!