We Three Kings Misc. Christmas
WE THREE KINGS
John Hopkins. publ.1857
[Em]We three kings of [B7]Orient [Em]are
[Em]Bearing gifts we [B7]traverse a[Em]far
[Em]Field and [D]fountain, [G]moor and mountain
[Am]Following [B7]yonder [Em]star
[D]O-[D7]o
[G]star of wonder [C]star of [G]night
[G]Star with royal [C]beauty [G]bright
[Em]Westward [D]leading [C]still [D]proceeding
[G]Guide us to thy [C]perfect [G]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.
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