The wise kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts they traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with loyal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. 1-5 Words Music by John H. Hopkins

Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain, Gold they bring to crown Him again, The Wise Kings Of Orient Are Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain, Gold they bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing never Over as all to reign. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with loyal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. 2-5

Frankincense to offer have they, Incense owns a Deity nigh; The Wise Kings Of Orient Are Frankincense to offer have they, Incense owns a Deity nigh; Prayer and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God on high. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with loyal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. 3-5

Myrrh is giv’n; its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom; The Wise Kings Of Orient Are Myrrh is giv’n; its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with loyal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. 4-5

Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice; The Wise Kings Of Orient Are Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice; Alleluia, Alleluia! Peals through the earth and skies. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with loyal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. 5-5