We three Kings
arrangement of the carol by John Henry Hopkins for choir SSAB
- Duration 2' 30"
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We three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
O Star of Wonder, Star of Night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light.
Born a king on Bethlehem plain
Gold I bring to crown him again
King for ever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh
Prayer and praising all men raising
Worship him, God on high.
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb
Glorious now behold him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Heaven sings Alleluia
Alleluia the earth replies.
John Henry Hopkins (1820-91)