Ye Crowned Kings, Approach Ye

1 Ye crowned kings, approach ye,
With rich treasures freighted,
O haste ye, your footsteps to Bethlehem wing;
O haste and adore Him— the Prince of all angels,
Then come let us worship— yea, come let us worship,
O come let us worship the Christ, the King.

2 The true God of true God
The true Light of true Light,
Lo! the rays of the Star o’er the dim dwelling spring,
Very God not created, not made but begotten,
O come let us worship, O come let us worship,
O come let us worship the Christ, the King.

3 The King—yea, of all kings,
The high Lord of all lords,
The wonderful God, wisely counseling,
The Prince everlasting, of peace and all glory;
O come let us worship, O come let us worship,
O come let us worship the Christ, the King.

4 Let love bring her fine gold,
Her harsh myrrh, austereness,
Let longing devotion its frankincense bring,
Let fine gold the King mark, the myrrh mark His manhood,
And, with incense, the Godhead O come let us worship,
O come let us worship the Christ, the King.

5 O come, let us worship,
And fall down before Him,
The gifts of our hands with our hearts offering,
Then hail! to the Day-star from Heaven that appeareth;
O come let us worship, O come let us worship,
O come let us worship the Christ, the King.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12441

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