Феликс Мендельсон - As with gladness men of old (Hark! the herald angels sing) - текст песни (слова)

As with gladness men of old
 Did the guiding star behold;
 As with joy they hailed it's light,
 Leading onward beaming bright;
 As with joyful steps they sped
 To the lowly manger bed,
 There to bend the knee before
 Him whom heav'n and earth adore;
 So may we with willing feet
 Ever seek Thy mercy seat.
 
 As they offered gifts most rare
 At that manger rude and bare;
 So may we with holy joy
 Pure, and free from sin's alloy,
 All our finest talents bring,
 Christ, to Thee, our Savior King,
 And, when earthly things are passed,
 Bring our ransomed souls at last
 Where they need no star to guide,
 Where no clouds Thy glory hide.