We three kings of orient areBearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountainMoor and mountainFollowing yonder star O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to thy perfect light Born a King on Bethlehem's plainGold I bring to crown Him againKing for ever, ceasing neverOver us all to reign Frankincense to offer have IIncense owns a Deity nighPrayer and praisingAll men raisingWorship Him, God most high Myrrh is mine It's bitter perfumebreathes a life of gathering gloomSorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dyingSealed in the stone cold tomb Glorious now behold Him ariseKing and God and SacrificeAl-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-iaHeaven to earth replies My website: https://BibleThinker.org