We Three Kings of Orient Are

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We three kings of Orient are,

Bearing gifts we traverse afar,

Field and fountain, moor and mountain,

Following yonder star.



O star of wonder, star of light,

Star with 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.



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Frankincense to offer have I,

Incense owns a Deity nigh,

Prayer and praising, voices raising,

Worshipping God on high.



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Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume

Breathes a life of gathering gloom,

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,

Sealed in the stone cold tomb.



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Glorious now behold Him arise,

King and God and sacrifice,

Alleluia, Alleluia,

Sounds through the earth and skies.



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