WE THREE KINGS

We three kings of Orient are; bearing gifts we traverse afar,

field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of light, star, with royal beauty bright,

westward leading, still proceeding, guide us through this perfect night.

Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh.

Prayer and praising, all are raising, worship God most high.

O star of wonder, star of light, star, with royal beauty bright,

westward leading, still proceeding, guide us through this perfect night.

Born a babe on Bethlehem’s plain, gold I bring to crown him again,

love forever, ceasing never, in all our hearts to reign.

O star of wonder, star of light, star, with royal beauty bright,

westward leading, still proceeding, guide us through this perfect night.