Following Your Star

I have no gold nor fragrant oil

Sealed in an alabaster jar;

I have never set foot on desert soil,

But, still, I'm following Your star.

My journey does not end at Your manger;

For my journey began at Your Cross.

It's a walk of faith through lands of danger

With parted waters to get across.

Its purpose is not the journey's end;

For You have already taken me that far.

The release of things on which I depend

Is why I'm following Your star.

Rip the earthly crutches from my hands;

Tear, off the walls, every safety bar.

Hasten my journey through these lands

To when I finish following Your star.

Hasten the day when I know completely

What a powerful God You are.

Hasten the day when I know completely

What a loving God You are.

Hasten the day when I know completely

What a trustworthy God You are.

Hasten my journey through these lands

To when I finish following Your star.