1 Now who are these that thus repair
To Salem’s streets, with travel worn,
And ask the wondering people, where
The King of Zion should be born?
2 Wise men are they, from eastern parts,
Who fail not, in their zeal, to bring
Rich treasures, and obedient hearts,
Oblations to the new-born King.
3 For they, in their far-distant home,
A Gentile region, dark and dim,
Have seen His star; and they are come
To Judah’s land, to worship Him.
4 But not in palaces nor halls,
On pillows rich and soft reclined,
’Midst cedar roofs, and marble walls,
Shall they the King of Zion find.
5 No ministers of high estate,
Nor chiefs, nor learnèd ones of earth,
Are gathered in His courts, to wait
The tidings of Immanuel’s birth.
6 Nor yet on Zion’s glittering dome
The star of glory shed its ray;
But stood o’er Bethl’hem’s humble home,
And showed them where the young Child lay.
7 ’Twas there the Son of David’s race,
Whom God of old was pleased to grant,
They saw; and in that lowly place,
Th’abode of indigence and want,
8 Devoutly kneeling on their knees,
They spread their gifts, their holy things,
And hearts more precious far than these,
An offering to the King of kings.
9 Lord! be it ours Thy guiding light
In every path of life to see;
And still let wisdom, wealth, and might,
Devote their richest stores to Thee!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #14142