We three kings of orient are,
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bearing gifts we traverse afar
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Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
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following yonder star.
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Oh, star of wonder, star of night,
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star with royal beauty bright.
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Westward leading, still proceeding,
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Guide with thy perfect light.
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Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,
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Gold I bring to crown him again
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King for ever, ceasing never
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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,
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Worship him, God most high, oh...
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We Three Kings
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| Anne Murray |
