From the eastern mountains
Pressing
on they come,
Wise
men in their wisdom,
To
His humble home;
Stirred
by deep devotion,
Hasting
from afar,
Every
journey onward,
Guided
by a star.
2
There
their Lord and Saviour,
Meek
and lowly lay
Wondrous
light that led them
Onward
on their way,
Ever
now to lighten
Nations
from afar,
As
they journey homeward,
By
that guiding star.
3
Gather
in the outcasts
All
who’ve gone astray,
Throw
Thy radiance o’er them,
Guide
them on their way;
Those
who never knew Thee,
Those
who’ve wandered far,
Guide
them by the brightness,
Of
Thy guiding star.
4
Until
every nation,
Whether
bond or free,
‘Neath
Thy starlit banner,
Jesus
follows thee.
O’er
the distant mountains,
To
that heavenly home,
Where
no sin nor sorrow,
Ever
more shall come.