(John H. Hopkins) Em B Em B Em 1. We three kings of Orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar, Em D G Am B Em Field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star. D G C G C G O, star of wonder, star of night, star with loyal beauty bright, G D C D G C G 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. 3. Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh; Prayer and praising, all men raising, worship Him, God on high. 4. Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume breaths a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in the stone-cold tomb. 5. Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice; Alleluia, Alleluia! peals through the earth and skies.