- We three Kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
Field and fountain, moor, and mountain;
Following yonder star.
Refrain:
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
- Born a king on Bethlehem plain,
Gold I bring to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign. - Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense owns a Deity nigh,
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God most high. - Myrrh is mine its bitter perfume,
Breathes a life of gathering gloom,
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. - Glorious now, behold Him arise,
King and God, and sacrifice,
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Earth to the heaven replies.