OLTEA HOZAN POEZIA -AUR, SMIRNĂ ȘI TĂMÂIE- Autor Dionisie Giuchici PĂRTĂȘIE CALEA CĂTRE RAI

DECEMBRIE 13,2023
ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF THE POEM by Gionisie Giuchici
GOLD, MYRRH AND INCENSE

Dionisie Giuchici
vol. 1 - "The Lord, not me!"

The Magi went to the palace
And of Herod they asked:
"Where is the New Born?
For we have seen His star.

We saw a star in the sky
Who was guiding us
Until Jerusalem
And now we would like to know,
Where is the New Born?
For we have seen his star."

Then Herod was troubled
When the Magi told them,
For a King was born
Holy and perfect.

"Stay a while and rest,
And I'll tell you where to find Him"
He locked them in a room
And after the priests quickly he sent,

Wanting him to find out furiously,
In what land will Christ be born?

"In Bethlehem of Judea,
As it is written in Micah,
Those priests answered him
And all the scribes said to him:
In Bethlehem, in Bethlehem,
Let's go and see him,
In Bethlehem, in Bethlehem,
Let's go and worship.

"I would also like to worship
Before Him humble,"
Herod full of cunning
He lied to the Magi.

For he was envious
When they informed him,
For Jesus Christ was born,
Glorious King.

In Bethlehem of Judea,
As it is written in Micah,
Those priests answered him
And the scribes all told him.

In Bethlehem, in Bethlehem,
Let's go and see Him,
In Bethlehem, in Bethlehem,
Let's go and worship.

And then the magi left
On the way, following the guide,
For the star appeared again
He shone in front of them.

They crossed their plains and valleys
Until the star stopped,
Above a small room,
Where Jesus lived.

And the magi entered the house,
And they worshiped the Child,
And they told the mother,
As the star guided them.

Gold, myrrh and frankincense
They brought them to stay
As a symbol of worship
For small and large,
Who come to worship
With their hearts full
Of faith and love
And of truth.

And the mother of Jesus was watching
To her son so dear,
Because he was two years old
When the Magi knocked at their door.

Gold, myrrh and frankincense
They brought them to stay
As a symbol of worship
For small and for big

Who come to worship
With their hearts full
Of faith and love
And of truth.

And when the Magi fell asleep,
God informed them,
Through an angel he spoke to them,
To keep them from sin.

"For Herod has laid a snare for you,
He wants death, he wants war,
Don't give up on him,
When you come back."

And leaving on another road
Magi, to their land,
they are happy now
For they saw the Lord.

But Herod, enraged,
He sought Christ,
Among groups of children,
Maybe he will still find it.

The mothers of Bethlehem,
All cry and all moan,
Because children up to two years old,
They are killed by tyrannical soldiers.
Then it was fulfilled,
What was prophesied,
For Rachel at dawn,
She was crying for her children.

For Herod was enraged,
He sought Christ,
Among groups of children,
Maybe he will still find Him.

Joseph and Mary,
And little Jesus,
Traversing the desert
They went to Egypt.

Let it be fulfilled
What was prophesied
In a night dream
The Lord spoke to them.

And the Son of God
In Egypt he lived,
Until Herod the Evil
Unfortunately he died.

And then they dreamed again,
The Lord called him again,
On His little prophet,
In the city of Nazareth.

But at the head of the people,
Another Herod appeared,
And Caiaphas and Pilate,
Who again sought Him,

Among His disciples,
The groups of Pharisees,
To Golgotha ​​they took Him,
Crucifying Jesus.

Then the wonderful Father,
He raised Him from the dead,
For our Voivode,
He is greater than Herod.

AMEN