We Three Kings_What Child Is This

We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain

morr and mountain

Following yonder Star.

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O

star of wonder

star of might

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading

still proceeding

Guide us to the perfect light.

Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain;

Gold we 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

all men raising

Worship Him

God on High.

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Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume

Breathes a life of gathering gloom;

Sorrowing

sighing

bleeding

dying

Seal'd in the stone-cold tomb.

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Glorious now behold Him arise

King and God and sacrifice

Heaven sings

"Hallelujah!"

Hallejujah!" Earth replies.

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