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The Lost Fingers
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We Three Kings
We three kings of Orient are Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star.
Born a king on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, ceasing never Over us all to reign.
O star of wonder, star of night, Star of royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light.
Frankincense to offer have I. Incense owns a Deity nigh. Prayer and praising all men raising, Worship Him, God most high.
O star of wonder, star of night, Star of royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Guide us to thy perfect light.
Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom. Sorrow, sighing, bleeding, dying, Sealed in a stone-cold tomb.
Glorious now behold Him arise, King and God and Sacrifice. Alleluia, alleluia! Earth to heav'n replies.
O star of wonder, star of night, Star of royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light.
O star of wonder, star of night, Star of royal beauty bright, Westward leading, still proceeding, Guiding us to thy perfect light.
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