| Em | B7 | Em | |
| We three kings of Orient are |
| Em | B7 | Em | |
| Bearing gifts we traverse afar |
| Em | D | G | |
| Field and fountain, moor and mountain |
| Am | Em | B7 | Em | |
| Following yonder star |
| D | D7 | |
| O |
| G | C | G | |
| star of wonder star of night |
| G | C | G | |
| Star with royal beauty bright |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| Westward leading still proceeding |
| G | C | G | |
| 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. |
| Frankincense to offer have I. Incense owns a deity night. Prayer and |
| praising, all men raising. Worship Him, God on high. |
| Myrrh is mine; it's bitter perfume. Breathes a life of gathering gloom. |
| Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in a stone cold tomb. |
| Glorious now behold him arise, King and God, and sacrifice; Heaven sings |
| Alleluia; Alleluia the earth replies. |