The Epiphany of Our Lord
January 6, 2025
Adoration of the Magi, Francesco Bassano
THE Eastern kings the star have seen,
They hasten on their way;
Long time they’ve watched and waiting been
The dawning of that day:
The dawning of the day of grace,
The gleam of Jacob’s star,
The Virgin’s child of Jesse’s race
Whom prophets saw afar.
Glory give to God on high!
And now they open treasures rare,
Which Indian silks enfold,
Of myrrh which sweetly scents the air,
Of frankincense and gold.
Their kingly heads they meekly bow
The cradled Babe before,
Their God confess, and kneeling low
In humble faith adore.
Glory give to God on high!
With them I come to greet my King,
Yet not with them to part;
No gold, no frankincense I bring,
I offer Him my heart.
With Him to live, with Him to die,
Who by His lowly birth,
Gave glory to our God on high,
And peace to men on earth.
Glory give to God on high!
Adoration of the Magi, Bartolo di Fredi
