We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
O 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,
ceasing never over us all to reign.
O 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 praising,
Worship him God most high.
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Mer is thine, its bitter perfume,
Breathes the life of gathering gloom,
Sounding, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone -cold tomb.
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Glorious Thou, behold Him arise,
King and God and sacrifice,
birth to the Heav 'ns replies.
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to Thy perfect light.