Seven Sacred Stars

Seven sacred stars,

Shining bright and free;

I wonder if they know at all,

What they mean to me.


But it is more to know the One,

Who kindles every fire;

And I know He knows what happens,

When my stars confirm desire.


His voice I hear within their light,

And keeps me on a course;

For borrowed is their brightness,

Their Maker is their source. 

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