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 night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain Gold I bring to crown Him again King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign. O Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light Frankincense to offer have I Incense owns a Deity nigh Prayer and praising, voices