We Three Kings of Orient Are


Verse 1:

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.


Verse 2:

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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Verse 3:

Frankincense to offer have I,

Incense owns a Deity nigh,

Prayer and praising, all men raising,

Worship Him, God on high.


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Verse 4:

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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Verse 5:

Glorious now behold Him arise,

King and God and Sacrifice;

Alleluia, Alleluia!

Sounds thro' the earth and skies.


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