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<poem> | |||
Star of my heart, I follow from afar. | |||
Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are, | |||
Where Time is not, and only dreamers are. | |||
Star of my heart, I follow from afar. | |||
Star from of old, though Magi-Kings are dead | |||
yet man, with hope still seeks the manger-bed. | |||
O lead me to the Holy, Heavenly Child | |||
Across this dreamland so lone and wild. | |||
Then I will speak this prayer unsaid, | |||
And I still kiss His little haloed head: | |||
My star and I, we love you, little child. | |||
Enter our hearts, O Holy infant mild. | |||
</poem> | |||
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CPDL #20305: 
- Editor: Nicholas Vachel Lindsay create page (submitted 2009-10-08). Score information: A4, 3 pages, 29KB kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes:
General Information
Title: Star of my heart
Composer: David Monks
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SSATB
(includes soprano descant)
Genre: Sacred, Carol
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 2009
Description: A much abridged and adapted poem of Vachel Lindsay's. As a carol, this is suitable for both platform and church use at Christmastime, although the unexpected reference to the Magi Kings may raise an eyebrow.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
Star of my heart, I follow from afar.
Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are,
Where Time is not, and only dreamers are.
Star of my heart, I follow from afar.
Star from of old, though Magi-Kings are dead
yet man, with hope still seeks the manger-bed.
O lead me to the Holy, Heavenly Child
Across this dreamland so lone and wild.
Then I will speak this prayer unsaid,
And I still kiss His little haloed head:
My star and I, we love you, little child.
Enter our hearts, O Holy infant mild.