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Irish Tenors - We Three Kings lyrics
We three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traveled so far, Field and fountain, morr and mountain, Following yonder Star O, star of wonder, star of might, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to the perfect light. Born a king on Bethlehem's plain; Gold i bring to crown Him again; King forever, ceasing never, Over us all to reign. Chorus Frankincense to offer have I; Incense owns a Deity nigh; Prayer and praising, all men raising, Worship Him, God on High. Chorus Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Seal'd in the stone-cold tomb. Chorus |
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