We three kings

 We Three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travers afar
Field and fountain moor and mountain ...following yonder star

Frankincense to offer have I
Incense 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 we bring to crown him again
King forever ceasing never
Over us all to reign...

 

We three kings is a popular Christmas carol in the States and Great Britain, written by John Henry Hopkins jr. (1820-1891)

We Three Kings of Orient Are
John Henry Hopkins, junior.

We three kings of Orient are:
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star.

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

2. Born a King on Bethlehem's plain:
Gold I bring to crown him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Chorus:

3. Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God on high.
Chorus:

4. Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorr'wing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
Chorus:

5. Glorious now behold Him arise:
King and God and Sacrifice;
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Earth to heav'n replies.
Chorus: