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 Plain
Gold I Bring To Crown Him Again
King Forever, Ceasing Never
Over Us All To Reign

O Star Of Wonder, Star Of Night
Star With Royal Beauty Bright
Westward Leading, Still Proceeding
Guide Us To Thy Perfect Light

Frankincense To Offer Have I
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 Royal Beauty Bright
Westward Leading, Still Proceeding
Guide Us To Thy Perfect Light

Myrrh Is Mine Its Bitter Perfume
Breaths A Life Of Gathering Gloom
Sorrowing, Sighing, Bleeding, Dying
Sealed In The Stone Cold Tomb

O Star Of Wonder, Star Of Night
Star With Royal Beauty Bright
Westward Leading, Still Proceeding
Guide Us To Thy Perfect Light

Glorious Now Behold Him Arise
King And God And Sacrifice
Heaven Sings Alleluia
Alleluia The Earth Replies

O Star Of Wonder, Star Of Night
Star With Royal Beauty Bright
Westward Leading, Still Proceeding
Guide Us To Thy Perfect Light


O Little Town Of Bethlehem,
How Still We See Thee Lie!
Above Thy Deep And Dreamless Sleep
The Silent Stars Go By;
Yet In Thy Dark Streets Shineth
The Everlasting Light;
The Hopes And Fears Of All The Years
Are Met In Thee Tonight.

For Christ Is Born Of Mary,
And Gathered All Above,
While Mortlas Sleep, The Angels Keep
Their Watch Of Wondering Love.
O Morning Stars, Together
Proclaim The Holy Birth!
And Praises Sing To God The King,
And Peace To Men On Earth.

How Silently, How Silently,
The Wondrous Gift Is Giv'n!
So God Imparts To Human Hearts
The Blessings Of His Heav'n.
No Ear May Hear His Coming,
But In This World Of Sin,
Where Meek Souls Will Receive Him, Still
The Dear Christ Enters In.

O Holy Child Of Bethlehem!
Descend To Us, We Pray;
Cast Out Our Sin And Enter In,
Be Born In Us Today.
We Hear The Christmas Angels
The Great Glad Tidings Tell;
O Come To Us, Abide With Us,
Our Lord Immanuel.