As with gladness, men of old
Did the guiding star behold
As with joy they hailed its light
Leading onward, beaming bright
So, most glorious 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 heaven and earth adore;
So may we, O Lord, this day,
Unto you our homage pay.
As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare;
So may we with humble heart,
And the joy that you impart,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to you, our heavenly 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 your glory hide.
As With Gladness, Men Of Old Lyrics