Three Hebrew Poem by George Samuel

Take a star to the Lord,
To sparkle in one accord,
Be a light hanging free,
Illuminate every false degree,
And silence the dark decree.

It's a star made of God,
Refined into precious gold,
Name it when it shines,
Put them in a line,
Still, they reflect in their shrine.

They aged not like men,
Refine every now and then,
If they were fallen,
They increase till seven,
And lifted to the heaven's.

They wax stronger among lions,
They shine brighter among stars,
If they're sold, still they shall rule,
In their captors land, they shall be true,
To their faith and remain pure.