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We three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, moor and mountain Following yonder star. [Chorus] 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's plain: Gold I bring to crown him again, King forever, ceasing never, Over us all to reign. [Chorus] |