The Star of Bethlehem: A Poem

THE LIFE AND LABORS OF SIDNEY RIGDON 587

President B. Young requested those who were for Sidney Rigdon to manifest it, and they numbered about ten. President Young "arose and delivered Sidney Rigdon over to the buffetings of Satan, in the name of the Lord. And all the people said, Amen." Several others were cut off, and a vote was taken to suspend or disfellowship all who voted to follow Sidney Rigdon, or advocate his doctrines.

THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM.

When marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky; One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem; But one alone the Savior speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem.

Once on the raging seas I rode, — The storm was loud the night was dark; — The ocean yawned and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze, Death struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem.

It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease, And through the storm and danger's thrall, It lead me to the port of peace.

Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, Forever and for evermore, The Star— the Star of Bethlehem. Henry Kirke White.