I'm really cutting it close this time... -_- Tomorrow is the starting of the 4th week in advent.
We Three Kings Of Orient Are
In the 1800s, a man named John Henry Hopkins Jr. loved children's Christmas songs. He was a scholar who had several degrees from the University of Vermont.
He was an ordained priest for an Episcopalian church. He finished seminary school and then went to being a scribe with the New York Church Journal. He wanted to give a gift, so he decided to write something. He took his subjects from the book of Matthew. The Three Kings.
He wrote lyrics to his song, and had music arranged. He published it in the Church's Journal. People loved the song for it's powerful lyrics and middle eastern tune.
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar,
Field and fountain, moor and
Following yonder star.
O star of wonder, star of light,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westward leading, still
Guide us to they perfect light.
Born a King on Bethlehem's
Gold I bring to crown Him
King forever, ceasing never,
Over us all to reign.
Frankincense to offer have I;
Incense owns a Deity nigh;
Prayer and Praising, voices raising,
Worshiping God on high.
Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
Breathes a life of gathering gloom;
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding,
Sealed in the stone cold tomb.
Glorious now behold Him arise;
King and God and sacrifice;
Sounds through the earth and