Fall Down and Worship
I have the wisdom of the East
Have studied the stars
Poured over the ancient scrolls
Made discoveries like thunderbolts.
But now I journey
With some learned friends
And the trip seems
“One-of-a-kind”.
A King is expected
The fates tremble with anticipation.
Even our desert mounts
Sense a change
As they plod and jangle
Over the miles.
The heavenlies show One Great Star
In unprecedented alignment.
We are onto something.
Gifts in hand.
David’s City comes into view.
The small house…the doting little mother.
The Child in precious simplicity.
We have found the Truth.
We fall down
And worship Him.
No longer able to stand
On our own two feet.
(Matthew 2: 11)
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