From the Eastern Mountains
Arthur T. George

From the eastern mountains,
Pressing on they come,
Wise men in their wisdom,
To his humble home,
Stirr'd by deep devotion,
Hasting from afar,
Early journeying onward,
Guided by a Star.

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.

Thou who in a manger
Once hast lowly lain,
Who dost now in glory
O'er all kingdoms reign,
Gather in the heathen
Who in lands afar
Ne'er have seen the brightness
Of Thy guiding Star.

Gather in the outcasts,
All who go astray,
Throw Thy radiance oe'r them,
Guide them on their way,
Those who never knew Thee,
Those who wander far,
Guide them by the brightness
Of Thy guiding star.

Onward through the darkness
Of the lonely night
Shining still before them
With Thy kindly Light,
Guide them, Jew and Gentile,
Homeward from afar
Young and old together
By Thy guiding Star.

Until every nation,
Whether bond or free,
'Neath Thy Starlit-Banner
Jesu, follows Thee
O'er the distant mountain
To the Heavenly Home
Where nor sin nor sorrow
Evermore shall come.