“O’er vale and hill the Wise Men sped
Upon their holy quest.
Their guide a flaming star that led
To Bethlehem’s lowly manger-bed,
And to the Christ so blest.
They knelt before Him offering
To Him their gift of gold,
The royal tribute they would bring
To One they hailed as newborn King,
Rejoiced now to behold.
They gave Him frankincense so rare,
And laid it at His feet.
‘Tis incense speaks of praise and prayer;
For One divine they worshiped there,
The Babe they came to greet.
And myrrh they brought to Him as well,
Foreseeing pain and loss;
The myrrh of suffering to tell,
A shadow o’er His head that fell
E’en then of Calvary’s cross.”