Epiphany of the Lord
The Readings
Archived Homilies
Epiphany 2010 by Dcn. Tom Fox
Epiphany 2010 by Dcn. Chuck Stevens
Epiphany 2010 by Fr. Scott Hastings
Epiphany 2012 by Rev. Richard Budgen
Key Phrases
Rise up in splendor, Jerusalem! Your light has come,the glory of the Lord shines upon you.
Nations shall walk by your light
Lord, every nation on Earth will adore you.
“Where is the newborn king of the Jews?
We saw his star at its rising and have come to do him homage.”
And you, Bethlehem, land of Judah,
are by no means least among the rulers of Judah;
since from you shall come a ruler,
who is to shepherd my people Israel.”
And behold, the star that they had seen at its rising preceded them, until it came and stopped over the place where the child was.
On entering the house they saw the child with Mary his mother.
They prostrated themselves and did him homage. Then they opened their treasures and offered him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.
Possible Themes
Baptism
Christ....The Light of Nations
Divine Guidance
Evangelization
I'll Meet You At The Crib
Journey to Christ
We Are A People of the Epiphany
Study and Exegesis
External Homily Links
Epiphany Sermon I Pope St. Leo I
Epiphany Sermon III Pope St. Leo I
Epiphany Sermon IV Pope St. Leo I
Epiphany Sermon VI Pope St. Leo
Homily for the Epiphany of the Lord - By Fr Munachi E. Ezeogu cssp
A Journey of the Magi - T.S. Elliot (1888-1965)
'A cold coming we had of it,
Just the worst time of the year
For a journey, and such a journey:
The ways deep and the weather sharp,
The very dead of winter.'
And the camels galled, sore-footed, refractory,
Lying down in the melting snow.
There were times we regretted
The summer palaces on slopes, the
terraces,
And the silken girls bringing sherbet.
Then the camel men cursing and
grumbling
And running away, and wanting their liquor and women,
And the night-fires going out, and the lack of shelters,
And the cities hostile and the towns
unfriendly
And the villages dirty and charging high prices:
A hard time we had of it.
At the end we preferred to travel all
night,
Sleeping in snatches,
With the voices singing in our ears,
saying
That this was all folly.
Then at dawn we came down to a
temperate valley,
Wet, below the snow line, smelling of vegetation;
With a running stream and a water-mill beating the darkness,
And three trees on the low sky,
And an old white horse galloped in
away in the meadow.
Then we came to a tavern with
vine-leaves over the lintel,
Six hands at an open door dicing for
pieces of silver,
And feet kicking the empty wine-skins.
But there was no imformation, and so
we continued
And arrived at evening, not a moment
too soon
Finding the place; it was (you may say) satisfactory.
All this was a long time ago, I
remember,
And I would do it again, but set down
This set down
This: were we led all that way for
Birth or Death? There was a Birth,
certainly,
We had evidence and no doubt. I had
seen birth and death,
But had thought they were different;
this Birth was
Hard and bitter agony for us, like
Death, our death.
We returned to our places, these
Kingdoms,
But no longer at ease here, in the old
dispensation,
With an alien people clutching their
gods.
I should be glad of another death.