We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain moor and mountain following yonder star Born a King on Bethlehem's plain gold I bring to crown him again King forever ceasing never over us all to reign
Star of wonder star of night star with royal beauty bright Westward leading still proceeding guide us to Thy perfect light
Frankincense and moor have I my gift of love and sacrifice Pray'r and praising all men raising worship in God most high
Oh star of wonder star of night...
Westward leading still proceeding guide us to Thy perfect light We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts we traverse afar we three kings
