Kocher: As with Gladness Men of Old

As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold As with joy they hailed its light Leading onward, gleaming bright So, most gracious God, may we Evermore be led to Thee Holy Jesu, ev'ry 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