Jesus’ death would not be by Herod’s hand. He would give His life into death when the time was right.

BibleGateway: Matthew 2:13-23

ESV Text: Matthew 2:13-23

KJV Text:

The section starts at about 1:40 and ends at about 3:39

     13 And when they were departed, behold, the angel of the Lord appeareth to Joseph in a dream, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, and flee into Egypt, and be thou there until I bring thee word: for Herod will seek the young child to destroy him. 14 When he arose, he took the young child and his mother by night, and departed into Egypt: 15 And was there until the death of Herod: that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, Out of Egypt have I called my son.

     16 Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth, and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently inquired of the wise men. 17 Then was fulfilled that which was spoken by Jeremy the prophet, saying, 18 In Rama was there a voice heard, lamentation, and weeping, and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not.

     19 But when Herod was dead, behold, an angel of the Lord appeareth in a dream to Joseph in Egypt, 20 Saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, and go into the land of Israel: for they are dead which sought the young child’s life. 21 And he arose, and took the young child and his mother, and came into the land of Israel. 22 But when he heard that Archelaus did reign in Judaea in the room of his father Herod, he was afraid to go thither: notwithstanding, being warned of God in a dream, he turned aside into the parts of Galilee: 23 And he came and dwelt in a city called Nazareth: that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophets, He shall be called a Nazarene.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 273:
Sweet Flowerets of the Martyr Band

— Organ Audio

1. Sweet flowerets of the martyr band, 
Plucked by the tyrant’s ruthless hand 
Upon the threshold of the morn, 
Like rosebuds by a tempest torn; 

2. First victims for the incarnate Lord, 
A tender flock to feel the sword; 
Beside the very altar gay, 
With palm and crown, ye seemed to play. 

3. Ah, what availed King Herod’s wrath? 
He could not stop the Savior’s path. 
Alone, while others murdered lay, 
In safety Christ is borne away. 

4. O Lord, the Virgin-born, to Thee 
Eternal praise and glory be, 
Whom with the Father we adore 
And Holy Ghost forevermore. Amen.