O little star up in the sky
Down here beneath your watchful eye
He lays in this disgraceful sty
The destination of the wise
The king of Kings his helpless cries
Foretell of his senseless demise
O little star up in the sky

O gentle cow within the barn
Those friends you play with on the farm
Surround the babe to keep him warm
his mother's tears of joy are born
The tears she'll cry when he is harmed
They'll pierce that perfect little arm
O gentle cow within the barn

O worried sheep out in the field
To where'd your shepherds disappear
That emptiness of lonely fear
Will fall upon the Lord most dear
The one your masters now revere
Will one day hanging, insults hear
His body gashed by soldier's spear
the wind across that wound will seer
His fluid flow both red and clear
Clear, just like his mother's tears
O worried sheep out in the field

He's come so far
O little star
The babe's here now
O gentle cow
And fast asleep
O worried sheep

Little Star