We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient Are

Bearing gifts, we've traversed afar

We're a long, long way from home

But we got somewhere to go

Field and fountain

Moor and mountain

Following yonder star

Star of wonder

Star of light

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide with thy perfect light

Born a King in Bethlehem

Gold I bring to crown Him again

Behold, the Prince of Peace

The Savior of the world