Greetings Dear Reader,
I love this song because I love the story so much. I am finished with the research and am
working on a novel about the journey and story of the Magi. What I love about the song is that it is both
terrible and beautiful all at once. John
Henry Hopkins captures the amazing paradox of the joy of Christ’s advent and
the horror of his destiny in this beautiful piece of music.
One of my favorite recordings of this song is the California
Raisins Christmas Special with the doo wop camels. I think of the faith and courage it must have
taken for these men to journey from the east to honor a king. This journey was one of danger and
discovery.
We Three Kings – John
Henry Hopkins
We three kings of
Orient are
Bearing gifts we
traverse afar.
Field and fountain,
moor and mountain,
Following yonder star.
Chorus:
O star of wonder, star
of night,
Star with royal beauty
bright,
Westward leading,
still proceeding,
Guide us to thy
perfect Light.
Born a king on
Bethlehem's plain,
Gold I bring to crown
Him again,
King forever, ceasing
never
Over us all to reign.
(Chorus)
Frankincense to offer
have I.
Incense owns a Deity
nigh.
Prayer and praising
all men raising,
Worship Him, God on
high.
(Chorus)
Myrrh is mine: Its
bitter perfume
Breaths a life of
gathering gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing,
bleeding dying,
Sealed in the
stone-cold tomb.
(Chorus)
Glorious now behold
Him arise,
King and God and
Sacrifice.
Alleluia, Alleluia
Sounds through the
earth and skies.
(Chorus)
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store."
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