An Epiphany hymn… differently

From a couple years back… in case you are new around here.

On a lighter note for your Epiphany joy, here is an offering from the official Parodohymnodist, the great Fr. Tim Ferguson.

He provides an introduction:

I was just poking around my computer looking for a file and happened across a little ditty I wrote a couple years ago for Scripture Scholars attempting to celebrate Epiphany. In light of today’s feast, and yesterday’s comment about you being a symbologist, I thought it appropriate.

We three kings from the Orient,
Searching for the Christ-event,
Well, not really
“Kings” who rule, we
Aren’t what we represent

Oh-ho, mythic figures in the plot
Drawn from pagan sources, not
Real kerygma
Just an enigma
For Jew, Greek and Hottentot

Were we three, or thirty, or less?
Bultmann, Brown and Crossan can’t guess,
Wise men wonder
Scholars plunder
The Bible’s symbolic excess,

Oh-ho mythic figures we might be
To students of “symbology,”
Not geschichte,
Für vehrlichte,
But mere possibility.

Devotees of Faharavars?
Students of the distant stars?
Luke’s creation?
Or Tri-racial avatars?

Oh-ho mythic figures, from afar
Gaspar, Melch’or, Balthasar
If not kerygma,
Then go fig-ya
Just who you think we are.

Sing along!

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  1. Atra Dicenda, Rubra Agenda says:

    Haha. Perfect. Rhyming Kerygma…twice!

    Is the “symbology” in quotes a reference to Boondock Saints methinks?

  2. remindme says:

    Very clever . . . I still prefer “We three kings of Orient are/Trying to light a loaded cigar, etc.”

  3. JARay says:

    Well, I liked it!

  4. Rob_in_the_UK says:

    The best (only?) piece of modern (Catholic) Epiphany poetry must be Eliots “Journey of the Magi”, of which we even have a recording of Eliot reciting on the radio:

    Gielgud was excellent at this too:

  5. PostCatholic says:

    If you like Eliot reading Eliot, look for “Chard Whitlow” by Henry Reed. I know there’s a recording of Dylan Thomas reading that. It’s the only parody of Eliot that Eliot admitted to liking.

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