[ Featuring Wynton Marsalis ]
We three kings of orient are,
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.
Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
Star of royal beauty bright.
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.
Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
Star of royal beauty bright.
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
We three kings of orient are,
Bearing gifts we've traversed afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.
Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
Star of royal beauty bright.
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect light.
