We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain moor and mountain following yonder star Born a king on Bethleem´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 Prayer and praysing all men raising worshiping God most high Oh, star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright Westward leading still proceeding guide us ti Thy perfect light We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar,we three kings
