Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Prayer and praising, voices raising,
Worshipping God on high.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone cold tomb.
Sounds through the earth and skies.