We Three Kings

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 night,
     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.

     (Chorus)

Frankincense to offer have I,
Incense to a deity nigh,
Prayer and praising,
All men raising,
Worship Him, God most high.

     (Chorus)

Myrhh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing,
Bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.

     (Chorus)

Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and Sacrifice!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Earth to the Heavens replies.

     (Chorus)

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