1.As with gladness men of oldDid the guiding star behold,As with joy they hailed its light,Leading onward, beaming bright,So, most gracious Lord, may weEvermore be led to Thee.2.As with joyful steps they spedTo that lowly manger bed,There to bend the knee beforeHim whom heav'n and earth adore,So may we with willing feetEver seek Thy mercy seat.3.As they offered gifts most rareAt 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.4.Holy Jesus, every dayKeep us in the narrow way;And, when earthly things are past,Bring our ransomed souls at lastWhere they need no star to guide,Where no clouds Thy glory hide.