Lo! the Eastern Magi rise, at a signal in the skies!

Brighter than the brightest gem, shines the Star of Bethlehem.

Balaam’s mystic words appear, full of light, divinely clear;

And the import wrapt in them, is the Star of Bethlehem.

Now the holy wise men meet at the royal Infant’s feet,

Offerings rich are made by them to the Star of Bethlehem.

Night’s terrific shades give way, open dawns the promised day,

And on us as well as them, shines the Star of Bethlehem.