Tree-Hugging Dirt Worship

We Three Kings

Em                B7     Em
We three kings of Orient are;
Em                B7       Em
Bearing gifts, we traverse afar,
Em         D         G
Field and fountain, moor and mountain,
Am        B7     Em
Following yonder star.

 D7   G               C       G
 O, star of wonder, star of night,
 G                C      G
 Star with royal beauty bright,
 Em        D        C        D7
 Westward leading, still proceeding
 G                  C     G
 Guide us to thy perfect light.

Born a King on Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown Him again,
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign.

Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a Deity night;
Prayer and praising, voices 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;
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Peals through the earth and skies.

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