Verse_Lyric: 1
1. We three kings of orient are; 

bearing gifts, we traverse afar, 

field and fountain, moor and mountain, 

following yonder star.

Verse_Lyric: 2
2. Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain; 

gold we bring to crown Him again: 

Lord forever, ceasing never 

His   allglorious reign.

Verse_Lyric: 3
3. Frankincense our offering; 

costly myrrh the gift   we bring;

prayer and praising all now raising,

worshipping God our King.

Chorus_Lyric: 3
O star of wonder, star of might, 

star with royal beauty bright: 

onward leading still proceeding, 

guide us to the perfect light.