We Three Kings — Aly & Aj

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

Born a baby on Bethlehem's plain Gold we bring to crown Him again King forever, ceasing never Over us all to rein

Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to Thy perfect light

Frankincense to offer have I Incense owns a Deity nigh Pray'r and praising, all men raising Worship Him, God most high

Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to Thy perfect light

Heaven sings hallelujah

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume Breathes of life of gathering gloom Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying Sealed in the stone-cold tomb

Star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to Thy perfect light