Hasten, Loyal Mortals

Hasten

loy­al mor­tals

Onward to the star

See its beams of glo­ry

Beckon from afar;

Past

the night of splen­dor

Dawns the pro­mised morn;

Come re­joic­ing

prais­es voic­ing

Christ is born.

Marching for­ward

Following the star

Shining

beam­ing

Brightly gleam­ing

From the east­ern skies afar;

Joyful prais­es sing­ing all the way!

Swell the sweet un­dy­ing

Song of Christ­mas Day.

March with joy and glad­ness

Countless voic­es ring

Angels high in glo­ry

Worshiping the King;

Hail the Child of bless­ing

Joy of all the earth;

Watch-fires gleam­ing

Starlight beam­ing

Greet His birth.

Hasten

loy­al mor­tals

Seek the man­ger shrine

Bring your pre­cious trea­sures

To the Lord di­vine;

Soon the great Mes­si­ah

Shall your eyes be­hold;

Homage ren­der

sweet and ten­der

Love’s pure gold.