Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising, all men raising
Worship Him, God most high
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes of 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
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thanks for share.
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