We Three Kings

(John Henry Hopkins)



We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain

Following yonder star.



Born a King on Bethlehem's plain

Gold I bring to crown him again

King forever ceasing never

Over us all to reign.



Star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading still proceeding

Guide us to Thy perfect light.



Frankincense and moor have I

My gift of love and sacrifice

Pray'r and praising all men raising

Worship in God most high.



Oh star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading still proceeding

Guide us to Thy perfect light.



Westward leading still proceeding

guide us to Thy perfect light.



We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

We three kings...