When, marshalled on the nightly plain,
  The glittering host bestud the sky,
One star alone, of all the train,
  Can fix the sinner’s wandering eye.

Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks,
  From every host, from every gem:
But one alone the Saviour speaks,
  It is the Star of Bethlehem.

Once on the raging seas I rode,...