We Three Kings of Orient Are

(All Three Kings)
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar;
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star.

O Star of wonder star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light.

(Gaspar)
Born a king on Bethlehem plain.
Gold I bring, to crown him again.
King forever, ceasing never.
Over us all to reign.

(Melchior)
Frankincense to offer have I.
Incense owns a deity nigh.
Prayer and praising, all men raising;
Worship Him, God on high.

(Balthazar)
Myrrh is mine its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone cold tomb.

(All Three Kings)
Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and sacrifice;
Alleluia, alleluia,
Earth to the heavens replies.

Words and Music: John H. Hopkins,Jr., 1857