The Willows - We Three Kings текст песни

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


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 of wonder, star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Oh, Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy perfect light.


... and ... to perfume
... of life are gathering gloom
... sorry ... leading guidance
... in the ...


O, star of wonder, star of might
Star with royal beauty bright
Oh, Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Oh, guide us to thy perfect light.