This stable is a Prince's court,
  The crib his chair of state;
The beasts are parcel of his pomp,
  The wooden dish his plate.

The persons in that poor attire
  His royal liveries wear;
The Prince himself is come from heaven:
  This pomp is praisèd there.

With joy approach, O Christian wight!
  Do homage to thy King;
And highly praise this humble pomp,
  Which he from heaven doth bring.

Three Kings came riding from far away,
  Melchior and Caspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they traveled by night and they slept by day,
  For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.

The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
  That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere;