We Three Kings

WE THREE KINGS
John Hopkins. publ.1857

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We three kings of Orient are
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Bearing gifts we traverse a far
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Field and fountain, moor and mountain
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Following yonder star

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star of wonder star of night
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Star with royal beauty bright
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Westward leading still proceeding
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Guide us to thy perfect light

Born a king on Bethlehem plain. Gold I bring to crown him
again. King
forever ceasing never. Over us all to reign.

Frankincense to offer have I. Incense owns a deity night. Prayer
and
praising, all men raising. Worship Him, God on high.

Myrrh is mine; it's bitter perfume. Breathes a life of gathering
gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in a stone cold
tomb.

Glorious now behold him arise, King and God, and sacrifice;
Heaven sings
Alleluia; Alleluia the earth replies.