Aqura

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we’ve traveled afar
Crossed fields and fountains, moors and mountains
To follow the Christmas star…the Christmas star

He was born in a barn on Bethlehem plain
Now everybody knows his name
Me I’m a son of Bethlehem’s pain
I live a West Bank life in shame
They hung him on a wooden cross
Me- I’m just another Arab loss
He rose and walked away unmarred
Through all this smoke…I can’t see stars….

Star of wonder, star of light
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect… light

Glorious now behold him rise
King and God and sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia
Sounds through the earth and skies
Earth and skies…

With bombs explodin’ in my ears
I run for cover- live in fear
No clean water- too dry to cry
I kneel to pray and wonder why…
Bombs won’t remedy this wrong
We’ve got to learn to get along
An eye for an eye just blows my mind
When most of the world’s already blind…

Star of wonder, star of light
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect… light

Through the ages, we still sing praises
In a world gone dark, in times so stark
We still wish on that distant star…

Star of wonder, star of light
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect… light