To the Sages from afar
And they worshipped Him.
The Holy Child, True God and True Man
Prophet, Priest, and King
Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again….
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh….
Myrrh is mine it’s bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom…..
Glorious now behold Him arise
King and God and Sacrifice
Alleluia, Alleluia
Sounds through the earth and skies.
O Star of wonder
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