Bearing gifts, we traverse afar
 Fields and fountain, moor and mountain,
 Following yonder star.

 Chorus
 O star of wonder, star of night,
 star with royal beauty bright,
 westward leading, still proceeding,
 Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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

 *Chorus