We Three Kings

Valentine Wolfe
Valentine Wolfe


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 on high. 

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

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