

We Three Kings of Orient Are
Hymn composed by
John Henry HopkinsContextual information
Tune Name
KINGS OF ORIENT
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Text Meter
Irregular
10.9.10.9
Song Composer
John Henry HopkinsHymn Arranger
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Lyrics
We three kings of Orient are; bearing gifts we traverse afar,
field and fountain, moor and mountain, following yonder star.
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O Star of wonder, star of light, star, with royal beauty bright,
westward leading, still proceeding, guide us through this perfect night.
Frankincense to offer have I, incense owns a Deity nigh.
Prayer and praising, all are raising, worship God most high.
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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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Born a babe on Bethlehem’s plain, gold I bring to crown him again,
love forever, ceasing never, in our hearts to reign.
(Chorus)