Arr. June Nixon
There came three kings who rode a pace to Bethl’em town by God’s good grace.
Hail Earendel, God love be with us.
In sooth it was a duteous thing, wise men to worship childe King:
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
They gave him gifts of farbrought thing, of Recells, Myrrh and Gold of Kings.
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels,
and setten there in strawy tent their mystic signs of Orient:
God love be with us, Hail, Earendel.
Hail Earendel, God love be with us.
In sooth it was a duteous thing, wise men to worship childe King:
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
They gave him gifts of farbrought thing, of Recells, Myrrh and Gold of Kings.
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels,
and setten there in strawy tent their mystic signs of Orient:
God love be with us, Hail, Earendel.
The Gold and Frankincense and Myrrh for King for Priest for digne martyr,
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels.
Upon the great Good Friday morn is’t crown of gold or crown of thorn?
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
O hymn we then those Orient Kings, who brought for Him their offerings.
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels, and grant in Holy Mystery ourselves His sacrifice may be,
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels.
Upon the great Good Friday morn is’t crown of gold or crown of thorn?
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
O hymn we then those Orient Kings, who brought for Him their offerings.
Hail Earendel, brightest of Angels, and grant in Holy Mystery ourselves His sacrifice may be,
God love be with us, Hail Earendel.
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