We Three Kings  (Album Version)

We Three Kings (Album Version)

Harry Connick, Jr.

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 might
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to the perfect light

Born a babe on Bethlehem's plain
Gold we bring to crown Him again
King forever, 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
Seal'd in the stone-cold tomb


Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and sacrifice
Heaven sings, "Hallelujah!"
Hallejujah!" Earth replies


Written by HOPKINS, J.H.
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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