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We three kings of Orient are,Bearing gifts we traverse afar,Field and fountain, moor and mountain,Following yonder star.[Chorus]O star of wonder, star of light,Star with royal beauty bright,Westward leading, still proceeding,Guide us to thy perfect light.Born a King on Bethlehem's plainGold 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, voices raising,Worshiping God on high.Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfumeBreathes a life of gathering gloom,Sorr'wing, sighing, bleeding, dying,Sealed in the stone cold tomb.Glorious now behold Him arise,King and God and sacrifice,Alleluia, Alleluia,Sounds through the earth and skies. Aus Songtexte Mania