Three Kings From Out The Orient


Three kings from out the Orient
For Judah’s land were fairly bent
To find the Lord of grace;
And as they journeyed pleasantlie,
A star kept shining in the sky,
To guide them to the place.

Refrain:
“O Star,” they cried, “by all confest,
Withouten dreed the loveliest!”

The first was Melchior to see,
The emperor hight of Arabye,
An aged man, I trow;
He set upon a rouncy bold,
Had taken of the red, red gold,
The Babe for to endow. [Refrain]

The next was Gaspar, young and gay,
That held the realm of far Cathay-
Our Jesus drew him thence-
Yclad in silks from head to heel,
He rode upon a high cameel,
And bar the frankincense. [Refrain]

The last was dusky Balthasar,
That rode upon a dromedar-
His coat was of the fur;
Dark-browed he came from Samarkand,
The Christ to seek, and in his hand
Upheld the bleeding myrrh. [Refrain]