We Three Kings
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we travel so far
Field and fountain moor and mountain following yonder star
Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain
Gold we bring to crown him again
King forever ceasing never over us all to reign
Ooohh oh star of wonder star of light
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 worshipping God on high
Star of wonder star of light
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading still proceeding
Guide us to
Thy perfect light
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah eee yeah
Yeah eee yeah
Yeah… ooooooooo ooooooooo ooooooooooooooo
Heaven sings
Hallelujah
Myrrh is mine its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing sighing bleeding dying sealed in a stone cold tomb
Star of wonder star of light
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading still proceeding
Guide us to
Thy perfect light
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