C l a s s i c
H Y M N S
***
As With Gladness, Men of Old
Words: William C. Dix
Music:
"Dix" Konrad Kocher
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
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 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 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
forever may we sing
Alleluias to
our King!