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We Three Kings

from Winternight Whisperings by Valentine Wolfe

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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.

O 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 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,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.

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from Winternight Whisperings, released November 30, 2018

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Valentine Wolfe Greenville, South Carolina

Two morbidly fascinated musicians combining ambient solo bass, brutal distortion, electronica, and 18th century opera to tell a story of the macabre.

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