I am the star
that shines in the east,
I light the stable
for man and beast.
I am the donkey,
soft and gray,
I carried his mother
from far away.
I am the ram
with my curly horn
I guard the stall
where the child is born.
I am the ox,
strong as steel,
before the only son
I kneel.
We are the shepards
who watch the sheep,
tonight a holy watch
we keep.
We are the wise men,
gifts we bring
for baby Jesus,
our newborn king.
I am Mary,
the mother mild,
how I love
my tiny child.
I am the baby
asleep in the hay,
and I am the reason
for Christmas Day.