We Three Kings of Orient Are Lyrics
We Three Kings of Orient Are - Mitch Miller and The Gang
We three kings of orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse far
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star
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 we bring to crown him again
King forever ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Oh star of wonder star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to the perfect light
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a deity nigh
Prayer and praising all men raising
Worship god on high
Oh star of wonder star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to the perfect light
Myrrh is mine
It's bitter perfume breathes
A life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing sighing bleeding dying
Sealed in the stone cold tomb
O 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 sacrifice
Al le lu ia al le lu ia
Heaven to earth replies
O star of wonder star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light