The Irish Tenors
we three kings
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We three kings of Orient are,
Bearing gifts we traveled so far,
Field and fountain, morr and mountain,
Following yonder Star
O, star of wonder, star of might,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still proceeding,
Guide us to the 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.
Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and praising, all men raising,
Worship Him, God on High.
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying,
Seal'd in the stone-cold tomb.
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- Miscellaneous
- Ireland
- The Irish Tenors
- Heritage
- Live From Dublin
- Irish Tenors Christmas
- Ellis Island
- Live From Ellis Island
- The Irish Tenors Christmas
- We Three Kings
- Jingle Bells
- Live From Belfast
- The Very Best of the Irish Tenors 1999 - 2002
- The Very Best of the Irish Tenors
- A Celtic Christmas
- Home for Christmas
- The Rose of Tralee
- Sacred
- Sacred - A Spiritual Journey
- Dublin