We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travel afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star.

O Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Follow thy perfect light.

Born a King on Bethlehem plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.

O Star of wonder
Star of night
Star of royal beauty bright
Westard leading, still proceeding
Follow thy perfect light.

Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity night
Prayer and praising
All men raising
Worship Him, God on high.