Jeff Black - We Three Kings Lyrics
We three kings of Orient areBearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountain moor and mountainFollowing yonder starO star of wonder, star of lightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading still proceedingGuide us to thy perfect lightBorn a King on Bethlehem's plainGold I bring to crown Him againKing forever ceasing neverOver us all to reignFrankincense to offer have IIncense owns a Deity nighPrayer and praising, voices raisingWorshiping God on highMyrrh is mine, it's bitter perfumeBreathes a life of gathering gloomSorrowing sighing bleeding dyingSealed in the stone cold tombGlorious now behold Him ariseKing and God and sacrificeAlleluia, AlleluiaSounds through the earth and skies