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137 – We Three Kings of Orient

1

We three kings of Orient are;

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain,

Following yonder star.

Refrain

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to Thy perfect light.

2

Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain,

Gold I bring to crown Him again,

King forever, ceasing never

Over us all to reign.

3

Frankincense to offer have I;

Incense owns a Deity nigh;

Prayer and praising all men raising,

Worship Him, God on high.

4

Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume

Breathes a life of gathering gloom:

Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,

Sealed in the stone cold tomb.

5

Glorious now behold Him arise,

King and God and sacrifice;

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Sounds through the earth and skies.