Mark Lanegan
We Three Kings
[Verse 1]
We Three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star
[Verse 2]
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King for ever
Ceasing never
Over us all to reign
[Chorus 1]
Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading
Still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
[Verse 3]
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising
All men raising
Worship Him God most High
[Verse 4]
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathеring gloom
Sorrowing, sighing
Bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stonе-cold tomb
[Verse 5]
Glorious now behold Him arise
King, and God, and Sacrifice
Hallelujah, hallelujah
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