We Three Kings of Orient Are
Compiled by Catherine Fournier

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.
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown him
again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.
Star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty
bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect
light.
Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and
praising, all men raising,
Worship him God most high.
Star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty
bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect
light.
Myrrh is mine; it's bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering
gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone
cold tomb.
Star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty
bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect
light.
Glorious now behold him arise,
King and God and
Sacrifice.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Earth to heaven replies.
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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