As With Gladness Men Of Old
William Chatterton Dix, Conrad Kocher ~ Public Domain

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 splendour see.

As with joyful steps they sped,
To that lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before,
Christ whom heaven and earth adore,
So may we with willing feet,
Ever seek Your mercy seat.

As they offered gifts most rare,
At that Manger plain and bare,
So may we with holy joy,
Pure and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ to You our heavenly King.

Holy Jesus every day,
Keep us in the narrow way;
And when mortal things are past,
Bring our ransomed lives at last,
Where they need no star to guide,
Where no clouds Your glory hide.

In that glorious city bright,
None shall need created light,
You its light its joy its crown,
You its sun which goes not down,
There forever may we sing,
Alleluias to our King.