EASTERN MOUNTAINS

FROM the eastern mountains
Pressing on they come,
Wise men in their wisdom,
To His humble home,
Stirred by deep devotion,
Hasting from afar,
Ever Journeying onward,
Guided by a star.

As they offered girts most rare
At Thy cradle 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.