As with gladness men of old
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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.
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As with joyful steps they spedTo that lowly manger-bed,There to bend the knee beforeHim whom heaven and earth adore;So may we with willing feetEver seek the mercy-seat.
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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 heavenly King.
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Blessed Saviour, 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.