We Three Kings
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star
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
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 gathеring gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stonе cold tomb
Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and Sacrifice!
Alleluia, alleluia
Peals through the earth and sky
Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
We three kings