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,
To Him thy destined way.
Take thou that way as best for thee,
While grace on earth is given;
And thou shalt soon thy Savior see,
Adore and serve in Heaven.