We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar:
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.
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
We're just three kings
We're just three kings
Who've traveled so far
We're just three kings
We're just three kings
Can you help us find the child
Glorious now behold him arise,
King and God and sacrifice;
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Sound throughout the earth and skies.
Based on "We Three Kings" by John H. Hopkins, Jr. Arrangement Copyright © 1998 Dawson Cowals.




















