Gold, Frankincense

Lyrics

From distant lands, three kings arrive, upon the desert's trackless way.

They sought the King who was alive, to bless the Child of Christmas Day.

They saw the star that burned so bright, the ancient sign in midnight air.

They followed that celestial light, their offerings of love to bear.

The Gold they bring, for earthly kingship, the power He holds in His command.

The Frankincense, for priestly worship, the highest Mediator in the land.

The final gift, profound and deep, is that bitter Myrrh He will receive.

A solemn promise He must keep, for all the souls that now believe.

Gold, Frankincense!

Gifts of wonder, reverence intense!

Gold, Frankincense!

See the wise men kneel! The King's eternal truth reveal!

The Infant's hand, so small and new, accepts the costly, solemn things.

The Savior born for me and you, the Lord who all salvation brings.

Gloria tibi, Domine...

Crown Him Lord!

Gold, Frankincense!