1. They leave the land of gems and gold
The shining portals of the East,
For Him, "the Woman's Seed" foretold
They leave the revel and the feast.
[Refrain:]
He, He is King, and He alone,
Who lifts that infant Hand to bless;
Who makes His Mother's knee His throne,
Yet rules the starry wilderness.
2. To earth their scepters they have cast,
And crowns by kings ancestral worn;
They track the lonely Syrian waste;
They kneel before the Babe new-born. [Refrain]
3. O happy eyes that saw Him first:
O happy lips that kissed His feet!
Earth slakes at last her ancient thirst:
With Eden's joy her pulses beat. [Refrain]