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 be led to Thee.
As with joyful steps they sped, Saviour, to Thy lowly bed, There to bend the knee before Thee Whom Heaven and earth adore: So may we with willing feet Ever seek Thy mercy-seat.
Saviour Jesus, every day Keep us on the heavenly 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.
In the heavenly country bright Need they no created light; Thou its light, its joy, its crown, Thou its sun, which goes not down; There for ever may we sing Hallelujahs to our King.
William Chatterton Dix, 1837-98