Christmas Carols - We Three Kings of Orient Are текст песни

We three kings of Orient are;
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar
Fields 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.

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

*Chorus*