There Came Three Kings

There came three kings

ere break of day

All on Epi­pha­ny;

Their gifts they bare

both rich and rare

All

all

Lord Christ

for Thee;

Gold

frank­in­cense

and myrrh are there

Where is the King? O where? O where?

O where is the King? O where?

The star shone bright­ly ov­er­head

The air was calm and still

O’er Beth­le­hem’s fields its rays were shed

The dew lay on the hill;

We see no throne

no pal­ace fair

Where is the King? O where? O where?

O where is the King? O where?

An old man knelt at a man­ger low

A babe lay in the stall;

The star­light played on the In­fant brow

Deep si­lence lay o’er all;

A maid­en bent o’er the Babe in pray­er

There is the King! O there! O there!

O there is the King! O there!