We Three Kings
We Three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we’ve traveled so far
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder Star
O Star of Wonder, Star of Might
Star with Royal Beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to that 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
Peace and love, eternal, divine
Prayer and praising
All men raising
Worship Him God most High
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfumе
Breathes a life of gathеring gloom
Sorrowing, sighing
Bleeding, dying
Then temporary tomb
O Star of Wonder, Star of Might
Star with Royal Beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to that perfect Light
Glorious now behold Him arise
King, and God, and Sacrifice
Hallelujah: Hallelujah
Sound mutual replies
O Star of Wonder, Star of Might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to that perfect Light
Guide us to that perfect Light