A Child Is Born

I was there with Herod the king. I heard his voice raised in panic and fear. Often he would mumble about a threat on his throne. Now I know it was a child he bemoaned. I knew of his plan to be rid of him, So with sadness in my heart I abandoned my king, for such a man I cannot serve. I followed the wise men to Bethlehem and found the Child, wrapped in strips of cloth. the Prince of peace, my new King. I knelt before Him. A garment of purple, befitting a King, I presented to Him.