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
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, every 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.
Trad. Arr. Andy Green © Fox Music
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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
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, every 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.
Trad. Arr. Andy Green © Fox Music
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
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, every 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.
Trad. Arr. Andy Green © Fox Music
Writer: Andrew Green, TRAD TRAD, TRAD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.