We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and Fountain, moor and mountain

Following yonder star



Oh, star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light



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



Glorious now behold him arise

King and God and Sacrafuce

Alleluia, alleluia

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Oh, star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light