We Three Kings

John Hopkins Jr

Tom: Em
Em                B7     Em 
We three kings of Orient are; 
 Em                B7       Em 
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar, 
 Em         D         G 
Field and fountain, moor and mountain, 
 Am        B7     Em 
Following yonder star. 
  D7   G               C       G 
  O, star of wonder, star of night, 
   G                C      G 
  Star with royal beauty bright, 
   Em        D        C        D7 
  Westward leading, still proceeding 
   G                  C     G 
  Guide us to thy 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. 
Frankincense to offer have I; 
Incense owns a Deity night; 
Prayer and praising, voices 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. 
Glorious now behold Him arise, 
King and God and Sacrifice; 
Alleluia, Alleluia! 
Peals through the earth and skies. 
Words and music by John H. Hopkinds, Jr., 1857. 
Public domain 

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