Medley: We Three Kings Of Orient Are/O Little Town Of Bethlehem

We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts, we traverse afar Field and fountain Moor and mountain Following yonder star Born a King on Bethlehem's plain Gold I bring to crown Him again King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign O star of wonder, star of night Star with royal beauty bright Westward leading, still proceeding Guide us to Thy perfect light O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in the dark street shineth The everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight