We Three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travers afar
Field and fountain moor and mountain ...following yonder star
Frankensence to offer have I
Insense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising all men raising
Worship him, God on high
Oh, star of wonder star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light...
Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown him again
King forever ceasing never
Over us all to reign...
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