We three kings of orient areBearing gifts we traverse afarField and fountainMoor and mountainFollowing yonder star
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to thy perfect light
Born a King on Bethlehem's plainGold I bring to crown Him againKing for ever, ceasing neverOver us all to reign
Frankincense to offer have IIncense owns a Deity nighPrayer and praisingAll men raisingWorship Him, God most high
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to thy perfect light
Myrrh is mineIt's bitter perfume breathesA life of gathering gloomSorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dyingSealed in the stone cold tomb
Glorious now behold Him ariseKing and God and SacrificeAl-le-lu-ia, al-le-lu-iaHeaven to earth replies
O star of wonder, star of nightStar with royal beauty brightWestward leading, still proceedingGuide us to thy perfect light
In Shetland today is auld Yule
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I am working with that New fangled Gregorian calendar these days.
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