1. 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 Lord, may we
Evermore your splendor see.

2. As with joyful steps they sped
To that lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before
Christ whom heav'n and earth adore;
So may we with hurried pace
Run to seek your throne of grace.

3. As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger crude and bare;
So may we this holy day,
Drawn to you without delay,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to you, our heav'nly King.

4. Christ Redeemer, with us stay,
Help us live your holy way;
And, when earthly things are past,
Bring our ransomed souls at last
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds your glory hide.

5. In the heav'nly city bright
None shall need created light;
You, its light, its joy, its crown,
You, its sun which goes not down;
There for ever may we sing
Alleluias to our King.