Encounter With The Newborn King

"When Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea, in the days of King Herod, behold, magi from the east arrived in Jerusalem, saying, "Where is the newborn king of the Jews? We saw his star at its rising and have come to do him homage."…After their audience with the king they set out. And behold, the star that they had seen at its rising preceded them, until it came and stopped over the place where the child was. They were overjoyed at seeing the star, and on entering the house they saw the child with Mary his mother. They prostrated themselves and did him homage. Then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to return to Herod, they departed for their country by another way." (1)

Journey Through Epiphany

O King of kings, where do you hide?
Your star of hope has been my guide;
Through conversion's dark night I bide;
With eyes of faith, Truth's not denied --
I see beyond my Herod pride.

Beneath the star of hope I rest.
With hope of grandeur, I'd not guessed:
My King's an infant at the breast.
Yet in His poverty I'm blessed:
This humble Truth has been my quest.

To You, O Infant King of kings,
I bring to you these offerings:
The gold of my heart's precious things;
The frankincense of prayer's stirrings;
The myrrh of love's sweet sufferings.

You send me, from Your throne of hay,
Back to my home a different way:
Preserving peace without decay;
Striving with Your strength not to stray;
And trusting in You, come what may.

(c) Paul Buis, 2002

1.Matthew 2:1-2,9-12