All of creation sings, Star of the Morning,
Praise to the risen King, Star of the Morning

People shouted, "Here comes the King!"
As You marched down the road to Jerusalem
There were tears in Your eyes,
The same ones who cheered, yelled, "Crucify!"

I lift my hands to Thee, Star of the Morning,
You gave Your life for me, Star of the Morning

When they nailed You to a tree
They thought they had won a mighty victory
Not even death could hold You down
For on the third day You rose from the ground

Hallelujah, Star of the Morning
Praise to the risen King, Star of the Morning

One day soon we'll look on high
And the angels of God will light up the sky,
What a day that will be
When Jesus our Lord comes for you and me

I lift my hands to Thee, Star of the Morning
Praise to the risen King, Star of the Morning