In the wintry hea­ven
Shines a won­drous star;
In the east the wise men
Watched it from afar;
Asking, What this lus­ter,
So un­earth­ly bright?
Answering, Christ in glo­ry
Comes to earth to­night.

O’er the dus­ty high­way,
O’er the des­ert drear,
From the east, the wise men,
Watch it shin­ing clear;
Asking, Shall we fol­low
In this star­light way?
Answering, Yes, ’twill lead us
To the per­fect day.

In a low­ly man­ger
Lies an in­fant weak;
Is it He whom wise men
Come so far to seek?
Asking, Where the mon­arch?
Where Ju­dea’s king?
Saying, Gifts and wor­ship
To His throne we bring.

In our hearts, we child­ren,
See this star once more;
Not as wise men saw it,
In the days of yore;
Asking, May we bring Him
Childhood’s love to­day?
Answering, Come, dear child­ren,
Jesus says we may.