1.We three kings of Orient are;Bearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountain, moor and mountain,Following yonder star.Refrain:O star of wonder, star of night,Star with royal beauty bright,Westward leading, still proceeding,Guide us to Thy perfect light.2.Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,Gold I bring to crown Him again,King forever, ceasing neverOver us all to reign.3.Frankincense to offer have I;Incense owns a Deity nigh;Prayer and praising all men raising,Worship Him, God on high.4.Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfumeBreathes a life of gathering gloom:Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,Sealed in the stonecold tomb.5.Glorious now behold Him arise,King and God and sacrifice;Alleluia, Alleluia!Sounds through the earth and skies.