This Hymn always causes me to stop, ponder and realize that the joy of Christmas brings the sacrifice of the cross. Just reading the verses says it all, proclaiming the fullness his purpose. As you read the first four verses, there is a heaviness as you realize he came as a sacrifice.
- We Three Kings of Orient are bearing gifts, we traverse so far
- Gold to crown him a King-Over us to reign
- Frankincense to declare his deity as our God-Worship him, God on high
- Myrrh, a bitter perfume to anoint him for burial-Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
The verse ends with the words “Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying, sealed in a stone cold-tomb.”
Several years ago I wrote a blog called “Sunday’s comin!” The first four verses of this Carol feel like Friday night- sealed in a stone cold-tomb.
But the carol doesn’t end here. NO! there is more. Oh! the joy of singing the last verse. Sunday’s coming!
Glorious now behold him arise!
King, and God and Sacrifice!
Earth to heaven replies.
Yes! Hallelujah to the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, the Passover lamb, the Risen Savior and Prince of Peace
This Christmas be like the wise men of old. Seek him, worship him and proclaim his Glory!