Kings of the Orient

O kings from east­ern shore

Why speed ye on your way?

What have ye gained of lore

Ye rest not night nor day?

The heav’n­ly sign have we

Read o’er with ea­ger eye

And writ­ten there we see

The King of kings is nigh!

Kings of the Ori­ent

hi­ther ye come!

Out of the dark­some East

is that your home?

Tidings most won­der­ful to us ye bring!

Welcome

wel­come

wel­come we sing!

The trap­pings of your steeds

The splen­dor of your state

The star that on­ward leads

Tell of a pur­pose great!

Je­ho­vah gave a sign

And us with wis­dom blessed

And while yon light shall shine

Our jour­ney’s t’ward the west!

Why bear ye in your hands

Yon gold and spice and gem?

Why haste from dist­ant lands

T’ward lit­tle Beth­le­hem?

The mys­tic scroll pro­claims

The Star as Ju­dah’s own

And Da­vid’s ci­ty names

Where He shall set His throne!