December 11th

We Three Kings

• Lyrics

  We three kings of Orient are
  Bearing gifts we traverse afar
  Field and fountain, moor and mountain
  Following yonder star

  O Star of wonder, star of night
  Star with royal beauty bright
  Westward leading, still proceeding
  Guide us to thy Perfect Light

  Born a King on Bethlehem's plain
  Gold I bring to crown Him again
  King forever, ceasing never
  Over us all to reign

  Frankincense to offer have I
  Incense owns a Deity nigh
  Prayer and praising, all men raising
  Worship Him, God most high

  Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume
  Breathes of life of gathering gloom
  Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding, dying
  Sealed in the stone-cold tomb

  Glorious now behold Him arise
  King and God and Sacrifice
  Alleluia, Alleluia
  Earth to heav'n replies

Scripture

“After Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of King Herod, wise men from the east arrived in Jerusalem, saying, ‘Where is he who has been born king of the Jews? For we saw his star at its rising and have come to worship him.’”

— Matthew 2:1-2 (CSB)

Other Scripture reading:

John 8:12, 1 John 1:1-7

Discussion Questions

1. What can you do to live as one with infectious hope?

2. Just as the wise men brought gifts to honor a king, what can you lay before the Father in worship?