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The Wise Still Worship

When Christ was born the wise men came
to seek a king, they could not name.
from heathen land, they traveled far
cross desert sand, led by a star.

Where is the child, the newborn king?
the one of whom the angels sing.
We’ve come to worship and adore
this one who lived in days of yore.

The wise men soon conclusion drew
that Israel’s leaders had no clue
about the Savior of their race
who came to bring amazing grace.

Led by the star, they found the child
with humble parents, meek and mild.
His presence did their worship spur
with gifts, gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

His birth is still a mystery
as it was in all history.
The Jews could not the strange news vet
while Herod saw it as a threat. 

Today, reactions are the same
whenever people hear Christ’s name. 
Many still view Him as a threat
And some become very upset.

Like the wise men who journeyed far 
The wise still worship heaven’s czar.
They praise the one whom Judas sold
offering gifts of purest gold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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