Come little earth-star, where the babies sleep;

Fly up the blue path, and time with us keep.

O spread your cloud-wings, bright, tiny star,

Come towards the Pleiades shining afar!

Come, little earth-star, where the babies dream,

Rocked in the cradles soft, ’neath starry gleam.

Swung in the hammocks bright, ’neath summer trees,

Where the breath of roses floats on the breeze.

Come, little earth-star, where the babies laugh,

Drinking the sweet milk God hath made to quaff.

Bathed in the sunshine ever fresh and new,

Tell them we are watching up in the blue.

Tell them we’re shining still ’mid the light;

Glitt’ring and twinkling all through the night.

Gleaming at morn ’tween rose-clouds aglow;

Peering through the dark storm laden with snow.

Wee, precious earth-world, though so very small,

All the big stars know thee; thou art watched by all.

No star so favored as thyself hath been,

Brightest of sunbeam kiss thy ripening food.

Countless pure angels guard thy baby brood.

When we sing Love’s anthem, shouting it afar,

There’s a tender chorus sung for thee, O star!

Mighty is the arm that guideth on the way!

Planets keep their orbits while the comets play.

And you never jostle with your baby-brood,

While they learn the praises of the Loving God.

Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little earth-world,

Flying towards the Pleiades bright unfurled;

While we sing Love’s anthem, shouting it afar;

And a tender chorus swells for thee, O star!