We Three Kings The Hound + The Fox (Ft. Tim Foust)

[ALL]
We Three Kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder Star

[HOUND]
Born a King on Bethlehem's plain
Gold I bring to crown Him again
King for ever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign

[ALL]
Star of Wonder, Star of Night
Star with Royal Beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to Thy perfect Light

[TIM]
Frankincense and moor to offer have I
Incense owns a Deity nigh:
Prayer and praising voices raising
Worshiping God on high

[FOX]
Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb