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We three kings of Orient are |
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Bearing gifts we traverse afar |
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Field and fountain, moor and mountain |
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Following yonder star |
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O star of wonder, star of night |
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Star with royal beauty bright |
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Westward leading, still proceeding |
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Guide us to thy perfect light |
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Born a king on Bethlehem plain |
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Gold I bring to crown Him again |
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King forever, ceasing never |
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Over us all to reign |
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O star of wonder, star of night |
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Star with royal beauty bright |
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Westward leading, still proceeding |
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Guide us to thy perfect light |
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Frankincense to offer have I |
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Incense owns a Deity nigh |
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Prayer and praising all men raising |
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Worship Him, God on high |
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O star of wonder, star of night |
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Star with royal beauty bright |
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Westward leading, still proceeding |
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Guide us to thy perfect light |
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Myrrh is mine its bitter perfume |
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Breaths a life of gathering gloom |
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Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying |
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Sealed in the stone cold tomb |
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O star of wonder, star of night |
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Star with royal beauty bright |
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Westward leading, still proceeding |
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Guide us to thy perfect light |
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Glorious now behold Him arise |
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King and God and sacrifice |
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Heaven sings alleluia |
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Alleluia the earth replies |
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O star of wonder, star of night |
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Star with royal beauty bright |
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Westward leading, still proceeding |
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Guide us to thy perfect light |
