#137We Three Kings

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We three kings of Orient are; Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.
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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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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, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
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Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice: Alleluia, alleluia! Sounds through the earth and skies.
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Chorus

O star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to Thy perfect light.

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Scripture References:

Matthew 2:1-12