Countless days on a journey that led so far
Endless nights they traveled to follow the star
They did not find a palace, just a humble village home
And searching for a king, but finding a child, no crown, no throne
Still they bowed down
Come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Expectation turned to mystery
For nothing was like anything they dreamed
Anticipating the royal and those honored by this world
Instead they gazed in the awe-struck eyes of a lowly peasant girl
Holding her child
Come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
The brilliant gold, the fragrant myrrh, the costly frankincense
Placed before him
Come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Oh, come let us adore him
Christ, the Lord
Writer(s): Don Poythress, Tony Wood, John Wade, Frederick Oakeley
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