(Karina Skye)
We three witches of Solstice are,
Bearing gifts, we travel so far
Fields & fountain, moor & mountain,
Following yonder star.
Oh, star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light
Born again the sun had returned
Gold we bring to crown him a king
King forever, ceasing never
Over us all to reign
Oh, star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light
Frankincense to offer have I
Incense holds a Deity nigh
Chanting, praising, all men raising
Worship him God most high
Oh, star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light
Myrrh is mine, it’s bitter perfume
Lifts new life, a magical broom;
Breathes a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
sealed in the stone cold tomb
Oh, star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light
Once again the Sun has returned
Bring us light and hope to Earth
Guiding, Healing, life fulfilling, energy of rebirth
Oh, star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light
Westward leaning, still proceeding,
Guide us to thy perfect Light…
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