We Three Kings Of Orient Are

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J.H. Hopkins

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We three kings of orient are, bearing gifts we traverse afar
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Field and fountain, Moor and mountain, following yonder star.

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Oh, star of wonder, star of night, star with royal beauty bright,
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Westward leading, still proceeding;    Guide us to thy Perfect Light.

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Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain, gold I bring to crown Him again.
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King forever, ceasing never, Over us all to reign.

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Frankincense to offer have I, Incense owns a deity nigh.
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Pray’r and praising all men raising, worship Him, God most high.

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Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume breathes a life of gathering gloom;
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Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying, sealed in the stone-cold tomb.

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Glorious now behold Him arise:  King and God and sacrifice
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“Alleluia, Alleluia!” Earth to heav’n replies.