We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star We three kings, we three kings Born a king on Bethlehem's plain Gold I bring to crown Him again King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign Oh, star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light We three kings, we three kings Myrrh is mine, it's bitter perfume Breaths a life of gathering gloom Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying Sealed in the stone-cold tomb Oh, star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to thy perfect light We three kings, we three kings We three kings, we three kings We three kings, we three kings We three kings, we three kings We three kings, we three kings