Verse 1
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We three kings of orient are; Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
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Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.
Verse 2
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Born a king on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown him again,
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King forever, ceasing never, Over us all to reign.
Verse 3
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Frankincense to offer have I; Incense owns a Deity nigh,
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Prayer and praising, all men raising, Worship him, God on high.
Verse 4
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Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
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Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone cold tomb.