Thou, who once an infant stranger
    Honor'd this auspicious morn,
Thou, who in Judea's manger,
    Wert this day of woman born;

Thou, whom wondering sages offer'd
    Costly gifts, and incense sweet,
Take our homage, humbly proffer'd,
    Grateful kneeling at thy feet:

Thou whose path, a star of glory
    Gladly hasted to reveal,
Herald of salvation's story,
    Touch our hearts with equal zeal:

Thou, at whose approach was given
    Welcome from the angels' lyre,
Teach our souls that song of Heaven,
    Ere we join their tuneful choir.