Bright was the guiding star that led,
With mild, benignant ray,
The Gentiles to the lowly shed,
Where the Redeemer lay.

But lo! a brighter, clearer, light
Now points to His abode;
It shines, through sin and sorrow’s night,
To guide us to our God.

Oh! haste to follow where it leads
The gracious call obey;
Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads,
The Christian’s destined way.

Oh! gladly tread the narrow path,
While light and grace are given;
Who meekly follow Christ on earth
Shall reign with Him in Heaven.