My love, my pride, my treasure, O My wonder new and pleasure, O My son, my beauty, ever You Who am I to bear You here? The cause of talk and tale am I The cause of greatest fame am I The cause of proudest care on high To have for mine, the king of all And though You are the king of all They sent You to the manger stall Where at Your feet they all shall fall And glorify my child the king There shone a star above three kings, To guide them to the king of kings. They held You in their humble arms And knelt before You until dawn. They gave You myrrh they gave You gold Frankincense and gifts untold They traveled far these gifts to bring, And glorify their newborn king. My love, my pride, my treasure, O My wonder new and pleasure, O My son, my beauty, ever You Who am I to bear You here?