1
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.
