St Salvator's Chapel Choir - We three kings

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 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 nigh:
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship him, God most high:

Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom,
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb:

Glorious now, behold him arise,
King, and God, and sacrifice!
Heaven sings alleluya,
Alleluya the earth replies:

Written by:
John C. Jr. Hopkins

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