We three kings of Orient are

1
We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar.
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star:
Chorus (allen):
O star of wonder, star of night,
Star of royal beauty bright.
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
2
Melchior:
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring, to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
O, star ...
3
Balthazar:
Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a deity nigh*,
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God most high:
O, star ...
4
Caspar:
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorr'wing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in a stone-cold tomb.
O, star ...
5
allen:
Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God, and sacrifice;
'Alleluia!', 'Alleluja!',
Earth to heav'n replies.
O, star ...

* Nigh=nabij

T+M: John H. Hopkins jr. (1820-1891)
Z: C. Andersen