We Three Kings of Orient Are

We three kings of orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain Moor and mountain Following yonder star 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 King for ever, ceasing never Over us all to reign Frankincense to offer have I Incense owns a Deity nigh Prayer and praising All men raising 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 Myrrh is mine It's bitter perfume breathes A life of gathering gloom Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying Sealed in the stone cold tomb Glorious now behold Him arise King and God and Sacrifice Al-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-ia Heaven to earth replies O star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light