We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are
 Bearing gifts we tra afar
 Field and fountain, moor and mountain
 Following yonder star
 Star of wonder, star of night
 Star with royal beauty brigh
 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 again
 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 all men raising
 Worship Him, God most high
 Star of wonder, star of night
 Star with royal beauty bright
 Westward leading, still proceeding
 Guide us to thy perfect Light
 Myrrh is mine, it's bitter perfume
 Breaths a life of gathering gloom
 Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying
 Sealed in the stone-cold tomb
 Star of wonder, star of night
 Star with royal beauty bright
 Westward leading, still proceeding
 Guide us to thy perfect Light