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Editor: Rod Mather (submitted 2008-12-10).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 40 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Three kings from Persian lands afar
Composer: Peter Cornelius

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Chorale

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 2008

Description: Voicing for SATB Choir and Tenor (or Soprano) Solo. Includes the Chorale "How brightly shines the morning star!"

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Original text and translations

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Solo

Three Kings from Persian lands afar
to Jordan follow the pointing star:
and this the quest of the travellers three,
where the new-born King of the Jews may be.
Full royal gifts they bear for the King;
Gold, incense, myrrh are their offering.

The star shines out with a steadfast ray;
the kings to Bethlehem make their way,
and there in worship they bend the knee,
as Mary’s child in her lap they see;
their royal gifts they show to the King;
gold, incense, myrrh are their offering.

Thou child of man, lo, to Bethlehem
the Kings are travelling, travel with them!
The star of mercy, the star of grace,
shall lead thy heart to its resting place.
Gold, incense, myrrh thou canst not bring;
offer thy heart to the infant King.


Chorale

How brightly shines the morning star!
With grace and truth from heaven afar
our Jesse tree now bloweth.
Of Jacob’s stem and David’s line,
for thee, my Bridegroom, King divine,
my soul with love o’erfloweth.
Thy word, Jesu, inly feeds us,
rightly leads us, life bestowing.
Praise, O praise such love o’erflowing.