We three kings of orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain
Moor and mountain
Following yonder star.

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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

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