We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field an d fountain,
moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown him again,
King forever, seizing never
Over us all to reign
Oh, star of wonder, star of night
Star of loyal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us with Thy perfect
light.
Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense owns a deity nigh.
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God, Almighty.
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume,
Breathes a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone cold tomb.
Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
Star with loyal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us with Thy perfect light
Glorious now, behold Him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Alleluia, alleluia,
fills through the earth and skies.
Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
star with loyal beauty bright,
Whisper, bleeding still,
Proceed, guide us through Thy perfect light!