As with gladness men of old

Did the guiding star behold

As with joy they hailed its light

Leading onward, beaming bright

So most gracious God may we

Evermore be led by Thee

As with joyful steps they sped

To that lowly manger bed

There to bend the knee before

Him whom heav'n and earth adore

So may we with willing feet

Ever seek Thy mercy seat

As they offered gifts most rare

At that manger rude and bare

So may we with holy joy

Pure and free from sin's alloy

All our costliest treasures bring

Christ to Thee, our heav'nly King

Holy Jesus ev'ry day

Keep us in the narrow way

And when earthly things are past

Bring our ransomed souls at last

Where they need no star to guide

Where no clouds Thy glory hide