歌词
Three Kings from Persian lands afar
To Jordan follow the pointing star:
And this the quest of the travellers three
Where the new-born King of the Jews may be.
Full royal gifts they bear for the King
Gold, incense, myrrh are their offering.
The star shines out with a steadfast ray
The kings to Bethlehem make their way
And there in worship they bend the knee
As Mary's child in her lap they see
Their royal gifts they show to the King
Gold, incense, myrrh are their offering.
Thou Child of man, lo, to Bethlehem
The Kings are travelling, travel with them!
The star of mercy, the star of grace
Shall lead thy heart to its resting place.
Gold, incense, myrrh thou canst not bring
Offer thy heart to the infant King.